It’s my birthday today. It’s also my uncle’s who passed away about 8 years ago. When I look back, it surprises me that 8 years have already passed without him. I remember the couple of times we celebrated our birthdays together.
My dad is one of 7 siblings. As a kid, I remember all of them getting together and having great banter during festivals and special occasions. I remember my grandpa who passed away in 1996. He was such a strong man just a few years before.
I remember the fun times we kids had when the whole family got together. After I grew up, did I learn of some of the hard times my grandpa, my dad and the whole family in general faced. However, I do not remember ever as a kid to have experienced this. To me, when around the elders, my dad’s siblings, we, as a family just seemed infallible. It amazes me that they never let the shadow of whatever highs and lows they had, fall on us.
Time has a tendency to slip by so silently that before you know, years have gone by. Now, my siblings, cousins and I are grown-ups with kids of our own. I still yearn to see my elders together and seek that warmth of infallibility from them. I fear for my kids and question if I am able to provide the same to them.
It’s my birthday and here I am reminiscing about several things from years gone by, perhaps something has touched a nerve.