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Dear Dad, I've seen you in my last dream. You were back to your 33-year-old self. That should be a good thing, eh? That should mean you're alright there. So we've passed the first 100 days sinc...


I didn't get to dream about him for quite some time - until last night... I was lost in the crowd. The place looked like either a mega-mall or a bus / train station. I couldn't really tell, exce...


At last, here I am. I've finally started something new for real. I still have three jobs to handle, though. Only this time, the main focus has been switched: I'm a full-time translator on weekd...


I went to play bowling with some friends and colleagues at work last Friday night. It was the very first time I tried the sport. I grew up watching Dad playing it for some years ago. Still, j...


What am I now? What have I become? Time flies, my readers. Indeed, it does. I’ve been having quite a quick, rather drastic transformation. That’s how I’ve seen my life lately: f...


March 23, 2014

"THE TRANSITIONS"

I asked this simple question during one of my past workshops / classes: "Which is more difficult to take...the beginning or the ending?" The answers, of course, vary. Some of them have answered...


Alright, so here's the complete version of what had happened before and during the wedding: On Friday, I hung out with D., Dillah, and Dillah's husband Sharif after work. We had dinner at Mr.Pan...


Dear Dad, March 2 is your wedding anniversary with Ma, so...happy anniversary. I know you're not here with us anymore, but God knows you'll always be in our hearts. How's Ma? She's doing fine, ...


February 28, 2014

"MAYBE TOMORROW..."

"Maybe tomorrow find my way home..." (Stereophonics) Weekend's coming. Time flies. A lot of stuff are happening so fast, as usual. There are also many things to do. One must stick to their 'fir...


February 27, 2014

"THINGS TO DO"

1.Finish all the school reports. (Let's not give everybody a hard time, just because you'll stay part-time there but a full-time worker some other place nearby.) 2.Prepare for Mark and Tiara's w...


February 20, 2014

"IN TRANSITION..."

Here I go again. I'm in transition. I've finally come up to my boss and let her know about my final decision. She didn't say much, though, but just good luck and hopefully I'd enjoy the job more...


How was my visit to the dentist’s? It was quick. The dental surgery was painful, although not as agonizing as I’d feared it would be. Perhaps because that wasn’t my first. I’d had another one on ...


February 14, 2014

"MIXED EMOTIONS..."

I don't know how to describe my feelings these days. I'm filled with mixed emotions. Sometimes, everything feels like it happens so fast that you barely have time to process it properly in your ...


First of all, I had a fun Sunday. I'm glad I went to Bandung with my co-workers and...well, their partners too. The crew that day? Tony B. and his girlfriend Risna. Duma and her boyfriend David. ...


After two weeks off, going back to work this week feels...odd. I still find myself feel a bit out of place, which is rather silly, of course. (Have I been away too long?) Everyone's been so nice...


Students:"Where have you been? We didn't see you for two weeks!" Me: (draws my family tree): ROY --- WATI | | | | | DIRA RUBY ALDI "Okay, this is my family. Can...


Book Description

My father passed away at the age of 66, on January 19, 2014 at 8:45 am. He had lost the battle against his stroke for five years. Just like that.

I can’t think of another title for this now. “The Reality Soap: After Dad’s Funeral” is the first thing that came to mind, so here it is.

This will be about life after Dad’s gone. I’ll try not to be pathetically sappy or melancholy about it, though. I know the old man never liked mushy stuff. This is real life, he’d say again and again. Damsels-in-distress are as good as dead.

Where are we going from here? Moving forward, I suppose. We’re moving on.

It’s not going to be easy, so may God help me and everybody. Ameen…

R.