It's Chinese New Year... Again
It's a never-ending cycle. Yet we never tire of it & we always look forward to it. What can I say, it's the holidays & the extra money in those ugly red envelopes. I love to look at the older generation as they fade into lighter shades of grey & look into their once lively now confused eyes. I find a sense of comfort in their presence. Sometimes I will feel joy, sometimes I will feel deep regret. Both for them & also for myself. They compel me to silently reflect upon my own life. When you return to your parent's home, you will find them complaining about each other, their children, the rain, the sun or how forgetful they are getting. Sometimes there will be a showdown between mom & dad. There'd be a yell fest & none would win. Even at this age, I am still disturbed at such occurrences. Then, you'll hear them calmly agreeing about the store with the cheapest soda or the best brand for almond nuts. They'll do mathematics together &a