It has been a long time I stopped writing journal since last winter break, and now I’m back again. There is a little change in my life now compare to previous. After switching myself back from my faraway hometown this time, I can feel that my attitude to life altered subtly and I’m profoundly grateful to its happening.
Frankly no one of us (I mean girls) is willing to come back here. We cried on board, having terrible homesick at the moment we’re going to be apart with our very close friends and family. It turned out that the most agonized things that ever happened in the world is—to be separated with someone you care so much.
My last-time-visit to my grandmom’s house to meet my single aunt and my uncle who is sick with terminal brain cancer was an impressive experience to me. My aunt held me tight in her arms to forbear from crying in front of me while my father’s car (which was not supposed to be there since my parent’s divorce) arrived. I can’t even say goodbye to her. On the other hand, my uncle gave me a red envelope as a sign of lucks in Chinese tradition so that I’d get safety while on flight.
Two of my aunts told me that he never gave anyone a red envelope. “A dying people would change his bad attitude to a good one”, this made me finally believe one of the Chinese proverb I learnt in high school.（人之將死，其言也善。）In my heart, I told myself soundlessly, “May you live a hundred years!”
The most reluctant-to-let-go person in my life is my father. After I confirmed that it was the entrance to get across the custom, I retraced to give my lovely father a deep hug and said no word to him. Then I quickly walked pass the entrance without turning my head. I’m always the one who flaunts the superiority while arguing with my father, so I won’t let him see me cry while leaving him.
So, I think that’s why I had grown up after a month--a short but enough to be a memorable homecoming story.
Frankly no one of us (I mean girls) is willing to come back here. We cried on board, having terrible homesick at the moment we’re going to be apart with our very close friends and family. It turned out that the most agonized things that ever happened in the world is—to be separated with someone you care so much.
My last-time-visit to my grandmom’s house to meet my single aunt and my uncle who is sick with terminal brain cancer was an impressive experience to me. My aunt held me tight in her arms to forbear from crying in front of me while my father’s car (which was not supposed to be there since my parent’s divorce) arrived. I can’t even say goodbye to her. On the other hand, my uncle gave me a red envelope as a sign of lucks in Chinese tradition so that I’d get safety while on flight.
Two of my aunts told me that he never gave anyone a red envelope. “A dying people would change his bad attitude to a good one”, this made me finally believe one of the Chinese proverb I learnt in high school.（人之將死，其言也善。）In my heart, I told myself soundlessly, “May you live a hundred years!”
The most reluctant-to-let-go person in my life is my father. After I confirmed that it was the entrance to get across the custom, I retraced to give my lovely father a deep hug and said no word to him. Then I quickly walked pass the entrance without turning my head. I’m always the one who flaunts the superiority while arguing with my father, so I won’t let him see me cry while leaving him.
So, I think that’s why I had grown up after a month--a short but enough to be a memorable homecoming story.
