This spectacular sight was spread across the evening sky after Sunset Mass one weekend in August this year. The double rainbow arches amazed me. As I sat there watching the colours fade into the dusk sky, I felt like a small kid again, excited at this unusual vista. I wondered what lay waiting at the ends of the rainbows. What would I discover there? Hope? I had hoped. Hope is all I have now, too. When faith falters, hope is all I have. Or should it be the other way around?
I am going to miss Penang. I am going to miss Ee Yean and Bryan, the two buddies that I have been hanging out a lot with lately, either in real life or in MSN. Most of all, I am going to miss this place that Mum and I had called home for nearly half a decade. Leaving those memories behind is painful indeed. She may have been gone for more than two years but her presence here is simply overwhelming. Without a doubt, there are still many things that I am reluctant to leave behind but the journey has to continue. I have to move on in order not to be sucked back into the dark vacuum that I once lived in.