A special gift

It is a lazy Sunday afternoon and I decided to clear up some junks from my house. I found a box of my things which had followed me from place to place. I was very nomadic previously. I used to rent a room then a flat and even after I settled down, we still kept moving.

In my little box, I found a pair of pearl earrings. I am surprised that after so many decades, the earrings still look very nice. I didn’t wear it much because I was afraid of losing it. It is a sentimental gift from my ex-bf’s mother. She was very fond of me as I usually hang around the house to help her with baking cookies and cooking festive dishes.

When I broke up with the ex-bf, I still wonder about her and how she is etc. However, I didn’t go back to find out because she probably is angry with me for leaving the family as she expected me to be her future daugther-in-law. Now, that earrings make me wonder if she is still around? Maybe I prefer not to find out because I know it will only end in heartaches. So, I will just remember her as it was. Should I get myself a pearl necklace to match the earrings and wear them in memory of the times I was with her?

She taught me so many things about life, sometimes, even more than what my own mom taught me. In my heart, she was fondly remembered more than my own mil. Gosh, mil will be pissed if she knows that! ‘Cos I can cook many Cantonese dishes ex-bf’s mom taught me but I know nothing about Hakka things as mil just pretty leave me alone. *sigh* I missed the sweet old lady and her pineapple upside down cake, stewed pork legs, kueh kapits that I obediently made with her during Chinese New Years and many other things.