I have to admit, I don’t really bother too much with celebrations like Father’s Day or Mother’s Day. I suppose as I was growing up, my family never placed importance on such celebrations. 13 years ago, I left Malacca with the intention of never going back there to live. Life in the big city promised much more than a small town like Malacca. Fast forward years later, I’m married, living in KL (or rather, PJ) and yup, I never went back to live in Malacca.
It’s easy to ignore people who are important in your life, especially when you’re busy living life to the fullest. Out of sight, out of mind, right? But every now and again, I get a smack from God reminding me that I need to keep relationships as the top priority in my life.
My parents especially.
They are beyond 70, still living in the house they’ve lived in the past 30 years of their life. If it weren’t for my dad’s failing eyesight and Alzheimer’s, I am sure they would still be going for their usual Peranakan association activities every now and then. My mom relies on my dad all the time to drive her around. She stopped driving about 10 years ago when she got into a car accident that left a car meter pole on the ground and her mini in the workshop, never to be revived again. The Indonesian maid runs the household now. She’s a God-send, super reliable and loyal. Only bad habit is buying 4D numbers from the shop down the road.
The time has come for the children to decide on whether to relocate my parents to KL. How can we uproot them, from something they are so familiar with? Their entire life, friends, memories… are all embedded in this little town called Malacca.
If we move them to KL, I can imagine my dad asking me everyday, “When are we going back to Malacca?” My mom, I think she will benefit from the move. Right now, they are forced to be somewhat independent in Malacca. It’s familiar territory. But how long can they live alone by themselves? And would we really be satisfied knowing that we did not really spend enough quality time with them in their later years?
It’s such a huge decision. But who’s decision is it? Theirs or the children’s? Is it something to ease our guilt from not seeing them often enough? What would happen to the 2 other aging sisters left in Malacca? Both of them unmarried with no children.
I’m really not sure.

My parents, taken during Chinese New Year 2009.
Love your shots taken here Grace! You’ve done a great job!
Haha!!…finally found the picture! scrubs eh…We’re missing the gloves
Ooh Stephanie, didn’t know you delivered your child there! That’s cool! So I saw the place where your baby must have been sleeping the initial few days.
Thanks Amy and Chen Lei!
Hi Grace,
Lovely set you have there!! =) Great work!! Keep it up!! =)
Chen Lei
I agree, Mahkota Medical Center is a good hospital and it is clean! The people there are friendly, I never encounter any that are arrogant. I also deliver baby there!
Hahah…I like Alex’s tweet about you in that outfit
Great photos! We passed by this place when we were there. Looked really high class.