Last week in KL, my best friend Diana threw a birthday party for her child. My bestfriend and I have been close since we were babies as our parents were family friends. Since we didn't have any sisters, we treat each other like sisters. I still remember she used to sleep over at my house when we were small. She even slept in my parents bedroom with me that's how comfortable she was in my family.
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| Us on my wedding day |
Like sisters, we get into fights too. But we can't stand be angry with each other for a long time. Give us few hours and we'll be playing again with no hard feelings. But at 8 years old, she told me her father wanted to send her to her grandmother in Kedah. I was devastated. After she left, we wrote to each other quite often. At that time, it was really expensive to make interstate phone calls. I still remember getting scolded for making long phone calls which accelerated our phone bill. Hence, we resorted to writing letters to each other. We never failed to keep in touch and tell each other what's happening in our lives. Sometimes we just rant to each other with no real updates. And mailing a letter to her would only cost 20 cents. And I always had to walk about 10 minutes from my house to the nearest post box so I can drop the letter off.
Fast forward 20 years later, both of us are married and had to do the long distance thing again. Thank god for the technology, now we can message and make free phone calls every day. It feels nice to be able to see her child grow up through my phone and see how blessed my best friend is with her little family. The only thing I regret is not to be able to attend her very first birthday party last week. And I'm sure I'm going to miss many more birthdays in the years to come.
On the bright side of things, hey, at least you get to visit me here in Australia right. I'm still hoping for Saffiya to play with my future kids (God willing) or maybe become a big sister to them. Nevertheless, even though I'm far away, just know Aunty Sarah is just a 'Whatsapp' away. Hope to see and play with you next year when I go back for holidays Fiya.. :)
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| Saffiya with her presents. Envy much? I know I am |