Thank You and I Love You

Today, I SMSed my dad and told him: 'Daddy and Mimmy, I never got the chance to thank you for not moving us all to KL. Because of that, I have great friends in my life.'

To which he replied: 'You are welcome. Mimi and I are happy that we've made the right decision for not moving. Because of this, I became the modern Marco Polo. In fact, I beat him flat in terms of distance. I've driven (besides flying), >1 million km - ie >40 times circumference of the Earth. It is a scary thought and no wonder my head is thinning fast.'

I LOL-ed at his SMS, but my parents' sacrifices are real.

I am really fortunate to have friends whom I have known since primary school. I used to be able to memorise all 37 names in our class - not only because I was once the assistant class monitor - but because, I had seen those names for so many times over the course of my schooling days.

*But I must admit, my memories are getting rusty now.*

This is all made possible by my parents, who insisted on not relocating the whole family when Daddy got his promotion. It was a tough choice to make, and to live through. But they made it anyhow.

And now that I realised this little but very important fact, all I could say is 'Thank you and I love you'.