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The feeling of being back at home in less than two weeks are slowly overtaking our daily thoughts; we should just grab a cab and run away all the way back home, with our widest grins ever!

We haven’t been back to kampung for quite a while now — and will make a point to share some of the photos we would be taking. We certainly expect a few changes in Tambunan — well, there should be. We dont know what, but we expect something. The last time I was in Toboh, I found out that almost every household has one or more less people; some had passed on and most of the younger ones are drawn to bigger towns.

.. and we are not sure if these three doggies are still accompanying my mom to the paddy fields.

.. what would it be like this time around?

EDIT: We went back on the 20th June instead.
My mom’s only brother passed away. He was the favorite uncle and he probably would have said this:

You can shed tears that I’ve gone or you can smile because I’ve lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that I’ll come back
or you can open your eyes and see all I’ve left.

Your heart can be empty because you can’t see me
or you can be full of the love we shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember me and only that I’ve gone
or you can cherish my memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back or you can do what I’d want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.