Today the wife got upset with me because I dont button or zip up the jackets in the closet after I wear them. She uses this to measure whether I listen to her or not. Anyway what led to this was she wanted to rearrange the closet for the summer, then she mentioned the jacket… Continue reading To divorce or not?
Today I find out the unfortunate news that my coworker Sri passed away from complications of cancer. Apparently he had trouble breathing and had to go to hospital. Then he had cardiac arrest and left us. I knew him for about 10 years plus I think. He was one of the finest men I… Continue reading Sri
This past Sunday, my mother and I had lunch with my father’s side of the family. My aunt and uncle and their three children (my cousins) and their family. I was never really close to this side of the family due to language barrier. Everyone in this side of the family owe their life in… Continue reading Family
“Even though I know I don’t want to know Yeah I guess I know I just hate how it sounds” -Finger Eleven (One Thing) —————- I’m back after a two month layoff. So where have I been? What was I up to? I’ve been to Tokyo, Japan to reset my life a little bit. I… Continue reading Where I been…
Next Wednesday, I travel alone to Tokyo, Japan for 1.5 weeks. It’s a much needed trip as I have been wrecked by the death of my dad, the selfishness and lack of sympathy from my wife, and the new world that I find myself in. The purpose of this trip is to reset myself. I… Continue reading A few days before my adventure
Sometimes the loss of my father hasn’t sunk in yet with me. Its bern over a month since he passed. The last few days however, I think its starting to hit me with the realization that he is truly gone. A few days ago, I drove his suv around the block. Keep in mind, im… Continue reading A shadow of the original
It sucks that my father is a memory now. I wish I had more pictures of him. Of us together. I’m fortunate to have kept two of his voicemails, so I will never forget his voice. How I miss those days where I would sit in his living room talking to him about life or… Continue reading It sucks that my father is a memory now