Cousins

Growing up, I find companionship in my cousins. I have 10 cousins altogether. And they said, cousins are your first best friends. Of course I was not close to all of them. Mainly the 2 who were close in age.

But life, as we know it, doesn't always keep one's path align with another forever. How sad.

This year, I have this student who reminds me of my 2 cousins who decided to cut ties over money since my grandparents passed away. Sepet eyes with the surname Tan. Absolutely coincidentally look-alike for sure. But it somehow makes me wonder if they are alright. Is the one working in Hong Kong still safe and sound? Do they have their own family yet? Do they missed their dad? Do they, for a second, reminisce the past we once shared?

Occasionally, I also thought about her. How did she cope with her miscarriage? She should be fine, I guess? Being a counseling volunteer, she would know who to go to or how to handle the grieve, I think. Is she still the same ol' same ol' or a more selfless person now?

Don't worry about me. I've moved on. But I'm only human and my feelings are valid. And I can't help when something triggers my memory.

I wish them well. I wish them enough in life.