“Hey Dad and Mum,
I don’t know if you’d ever see this, but it’s your 20th wedding anniversary today, and I’d just want to wish you all the luck for the coming years..
I never knew you were married for so long till I counted the years you’ve been together. 20. Wow, that’s long. It isn’t easy, huh. But I believe it was a sweet process. A journey that took courage, patience, tolerance, trust, and I believe most importantly, love. Love is what got these started, isn’t it? Haha, yeah. And it’s going to be nothing but love that will being you, no, we all, through the future infront of us. So it’s a 20 years, and counting, huh? I’m looking forward, I really am. That’s cool.
But I must still say a big congrats to you both. Really.
I’m telling you a secret, mama. Papa bought you a card for your anniversary. But apparently the only card he found from popular (trust him to find cards from there -.- ) was an anniversary card meant for OTHER COUPLE’S wedding. So, technically, he can’t give it to you. He was kind of anxious that day, plus a little of disappointed, and told me he could only find this card (maybe we should bring him shopping more), but can’t give it to you, so wants me and Mel to write on it for you. So I kind of altered some words in it, and boom! It became a card that he, as the husband, can give it to you! He was kind of happy, I could see that. And I was touched, I can tell you that. It was the sweetest/romantic thing I’ve seen from him to you. I never knew my dad was like that. Oh God, I actually have a sweet dad. Hah!
And Papa, tell you something. Ma thinks of you all the time. She even knows what you order from the beef noodle stall. She backs you up when we complain about you (oops, that ISN’T very often, trust me). And by doing her best to keep the house neat (well, she tried. Shh don’t tell her this) shows all her love for you. You don’t work anymore, guess you want to laze around. But she NEVER complains, and continues to clean up the house (like I said, tried her best, haha!), take care of us ‘kids’ and da-pao generous portions of food for you from grandparent’s when you are out tai-chee-ing. Oh, and scolds me when I steal from your food. I DID NOT, by the way. hah!
You guys don’t buy some huge houses, yacht, diamonds (ma has been wanting that, hint* hint*), for each other, but sometimes, love transits beyond material stuff. By a lot. And that’s the sweetest thing I’ve learnt from the 19 years I’ve gotten to know you guys. Thanks for teaching me this, and giving me the privillage to expreience this too. From the bottom of my heart, a thousand thanks.
Maybe we should learn from the older generations. When grandma was not with us (me and ma) in Yoshinoya, and grandpa came to find us after lunch with papa, he immediately asked where grandma was. Then, zoomed off to find her. Then grandma appeared, asked where grandpa was cause she didnt bump into him, and ZOOMED off to look for him. Well, they kind of finally met at some point, but that scene was so sweet. Two old couples, who, by the way, likes to quarrel, can’t stand missing each other for just 30mins. Now, that’s love. The needing and wanting of each other, even seeing the same person for some good 40++ years. It’s like they are one already. Inseperable. Loving.
And I want you to be together, forever. Whatever it takes. Its such love that makes life worth living altogether. When the world seems so screwed I don’t see love in people anymore, I know who are some people I can turn to, and know that all’s not the end just yet. Its such love that makes what life should be. Oh yeah, shit happens, but these loves makes the shit seem like nothing anymore. And that’s love.
Oh, one last thing. It’s more of a wish actually. I was watching Raising Arizona the other day, and a single scene touched me the most. Two old couples, having been through alot in life, walked hand in hand to the dining table, with their kids and grandkids over for a visit. It was one of the sweetest thing ever. Falling in love, and grow old together, still in love. An eternal love. I wish that this will happen to the both of you, sincerely. And believe me, I’ll be there to witness that. I’ll see you two, hand in hand, together with Mel and I. We’d be at the dining table with take aways (Yes mom, we don’t blame you for that, hah!), eating, chatting, and seeing each other old and wrinkled. Mel and I would be better looking than you two, though. And should there be kids, they will be there with us too, with some little ones running around, making noise, and making a mess out of the already messy place. And we’d all have dinner. I’ll make that happen. Give me 20 years more. Or less. But we’ll see. It’s gonna.
And here are some pictures I’ve searched, dedicated to the 2 of you. May you live, hand-in-hand, together, forever.
Pam your daughter. “
P.S. This is all.