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| My Father : Hamid Latiff |
I said that to myself when
my Mother died. And again when my Father too died….for I was not there by their
side in their last conscious moments when I could have said that I love them so
very much and that I will miss them
dearly when they leave me.
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| My Mother Zaharah Ambak, with my daughter Terrina |
Always it is in death that
this thought passes through our mind. Always when it is too late and when the
moment we wished for has passed never to return.
Even now as I think of
those times it gives comfort for the soul within me. Their smiling faces plays
graciously before me and for a few moments I am back with them…but only for a
few moments and then I know I have to wrench myself away from them and be back
to the world I am in now.
As I do my heart aches
so very much because they are no longer around to care for me. I need
now to take care of myself and those that I now love ….my own family. And if
anything comfort me now it is the love that I know my parents had for each
other….a love I hope my wife and me now have for each other.
If you do not have that
when you are past 60…what else is left? At least for my wife and me we will not
have to say of each other that we would trade all our tomorrow for one single
yesterday spent with each other because we live each day as if it is our last…and if one should leave
the other earlier…no regrets, no sadness, no heartaches ….we have lived life
with each other to the best way we both can….and tomorrow is another day. No
regrets!
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