I have begun work on a photo book about my trip to Malaysia. I reread my blog and it brought back so many memories. I have been sorting through photos trying to pick and choose only the best, but there are so many. I have really been feeling "malay-sick" the last day or so. In English we have a term "homesick" that we use to say we miss our home. Even though Ipoh was not really my home, I felt at home. And I miss you all so much.
It snowed last night here. Have you seen snow Kin Kin? Kitty, you should come over at Christmas to experience an American Christmas. Cynthia, I would love to cook for you and we could go and try to find the Pioneer Woman. I am feeling quite nostalgic of my travels to see you all. I have tried to capture the trip in a photo book but it does not even come close to the experience of it.
Will you please tell my Uncle Weng Wah and Auntie How Kin that I miss them so. I took video of Uncle Weng Wah telling me stories of my dad's childhood. I have been listening to him talk and tell stories on my computer. I dreamed of him last night. We were walking along a road and he was telling me all his life lessons. He told me to give away things that I didn't think I could live without. Strange but I felt so peaceful when I woke up.
I wish we weren't a world away cousins...
Goodnight to you,
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