Look Ma, I Got Chickenpox!

Up to last Wednesday, I thought I would never get infected with chickenpox. When I was a kid, Mum would make me play with the other neighbourhood kids whenever any of them got it. That did not work. For over three decades, that was reenacted over and over with nephews and nieces without success. Mum did say that the older I get chickenpox, the more miserable I would be. That was why she was in a hurry to get me infected. I, on the other hand, was beginning to believe that I was immune to it after all those failed attempts.

The rest is history not! I did get chickenpox. I am not sure if kids get off easier but I did have a hard time the whole week since the pesky little blisters appeared. It is a little ironic that for all the years that Mum tried to get me infected, she did not live to see this moment. Mothers are supposed to be around to see their children get chickenpox so that they can fuss over us with all the supersitions and taboos.

I am slightly disappointed by this break in tradition but I still need to get this off my chest: Look Ma! I got chickenpox! Yay! Yes, there is a smug smile on my face despite the discomfort of the past week that is slowly being replaced by a sense of having truly grown up. Never mind I got chickenpox at a ripe age of 43. The sense of being like everyone else is worth whatever I went through. I am not that different after all.

Sunset At Bayan Baru

View of Bayan Baru from Taman Pekaka at sunset
View of Bayan Baru from Taman Pekaka at sunset.

Wuan and I were in Penang over the weekend and yesterday to look for a restaurant to host our wedding banquet. I spent some time enjoying the view from my apartment. The panorama at dusk is still an amazing sight to behold now as the first time I looked out that window ten years ago.

So many memories, so many different emotions all swirled in my mind as I recalled the days when Mum would rest her elbows on the window frame and looked out to the orangy sky and beyond. She had so many dreams for me, none that I could fulfil when she was alive. How I wish she is still here to oversee my wedding banquet, to share in my joy on one of the happiest days of my life.

In Memoriam – Mum’s Fifth Death Anniversary

Five years – that is how long you have been gone. That is also how long I have been carrying this one guilt. I lied to you. Yes, I lied to you early morning one after Wuan had helped you change. We told you we had planned to get married two years down the road. Why two years? Because I wanted to settle the loan for the apartment that we were living in first.

Mum, in reality, we lied. I lied. We had no plans to get married then. I had roped Wuan into it because I wanted to give you a reason to go on fighting. I wanted you to have something to look forward to and not give up. I could see that sparkle in your eyes when we broke the news. At the same time, you were also worried how her parents would not accept me. Wuan assured that she would talk to them.

I had not seen you as cheerful as you were on that morning for a long time already. I could sense that you were already looking forward to that one day to see me getting married and that one day when you would get the daughter that you had always wished for. I thought I got it all figured out. I thought that you would steel your resolve and overcome the illness. I had expected you to live for many years more.

I also remember a few days after that when you were suddenly struck by hypothermia and how you had cried so desperately and repeatedly called out my name. I knew what you wanted. You thought that you would breathe your last then but you refused to go just yet because you wanted to be there to see Wuan and I get married. At the hospital, after the blood transfusion, I was relieved to see you get better. You even told those who had visited you that your son would get married. That was how happy you were despite the suffering that you were going through.

Wuan had taken good care of you. She had helped clean you and and helped you changed. She was the only person who had willingly done that for you. At the hospital when I told you that Wuan would have to go back to Kuala Lumpur the next day you covered your face with the towel and cried. Tears were rolling down your cheeks.

You were sad that Wuan had to go off. You feared that you would not be able to see her again. Wuan assured you that she would return in July and would want you to take good care of the plants that she had put outside our apartment. You assured her that you would.

You did not live long enough to see us get married. You did not even live long enough to see her again after that. I know for sure that even at the very last moment, you had wanted for Wuan to see you for one last time. You fought. You hung on. But Wuan told you to let go if you could not wait and that she would understand. She did not want you to suffer. If only you could wait a few more hours. But you had to go. Your time was up. The angels came took you away. And you left me forever.

Ma, I may have lied to you five years ago but Wuan and I really got married on October 20 last year. You now have a daughter-in-law! You now have a daughter that you had always wished for! We could feel your presence when we sealed our marital vows that afternoon. Even though you could not be there in person anymore we knew you were with us in spirit and had blessed us. Thank you. Thank you so much Ma.

Rest assured that Wuan is taking good care of me now like she had promised she would do and like how she had taken good care of you during those trying times. I pray that you will find serenity wherever you have gone to now that I am married. That was the only thing that you had wanted for me. It has finally come to fruition. Rest in peace now Ma. I am in good hands. I believe that you are too. I love you. Till we meet again.