Saturday, October 16, 2010

Birthday Gift


When I came back from Frankfurt yesterday, sitting on my dresser was a pink envelope and beneath it was a small parcel wrapped in bright red metallic paper. And instantly, I recognize the wrapper, because I bought it to wrap some presents some Christmas ago. So, I thought, somebody bought me something and wrapped it with MY wrapper. How convenient. He he. Doesn't matter. I have a present! I was excited. So, before unpacking and removing my make up, I opened the envelope and inside was a card that read 'Happy Birthday Sister.' I was touched. My sister had bought me a belated birthday card and a belated gift. I was smiling when I read the card cause my sister is very capable of writing funny/silly/stupid things. Whatever you want to call it. After I finished with the card, I tore open the gift. But, before all that, when my sister came into my room, I thanked her and she said, "Eh, don't be disappointed ar. It's just a small gift. So I said, "It's okay, the actual present.." And both of us, at the same time, said, "Akan datang (coming soon)." And we both laughed. When she left to use the toilet, I unwrapped it and found a small booklet. Initially, I thought it was a small diary or a notebook for me to scribble rubbish, but only to find out it was actually a booklet that contains a collection of thoughts and loving messages about sistership! On the cover, it was written I Love You, Sister. I went all warm and fuzzy. Ha ha. :D Seriously, I did. When I opened the first page and read, 'Sister, if you could see yourself reflected in my eyes, you would see someone who makes my heart just smile inside....' I teared. When I continued, ' You would catch a glimpse of somebody who has been such a (wonderful influence) on my life and who keeps on making a beautiful difference in my days. If you could hear the words I would love to share, you would be able to listen a special tribute to you, one that (sings your praises, speaks of an unending gratitude, and describes how much I'll appreciate you)...' I cried. (Those sentences in brackets are sentences she underlined). Yes, I cried like a baby. As I kept on reading with sentences she underlined and notes she added, I was sobbing. And to think that she said, "Don't be disappointed," I was overwhelmed. It has been one of the BEST presents she has given me. I don't think a Chanel bag that cost $5k could have given me the feeling I had had reading the booklet. When she came in after poo-pooing, I cried even harder and hugged her and said, "How can you say this is not the best gift?!? I am so touched!" And she teared and us, two idiots hugged for awhile before her boyfriend called to kill the moment. I was kinda thankful he called also la cause if not, it would have been awkward. Ha ha.

I don't need presents to be happy. Nobody needs presents to be happy. It's the thought that counts. It's the touch that counts. Like I've said before, nothing in this world, could even come close to the gift my Mom has given the both of us. She gave us, us. God gave us, us. And that's the BEST thing anyone can ask for. And not everyone has the luxury of having this gift. It's something money can't buy. Well, I guess, with money and research and technology, you technically can force it upon nature la. But that's besides the point. I am happy for I have been given the BEST gift every second of every hour of everyday for the last 26 years. I don't need a birthday to remind me how lucky I am for I am grateful and thankful everyday that I have my sister, Mei See. If you're reading this, Mei Mei, I LOVE YOU to death! You don't mean the world to me, not even the universe, I don't know what else is bigger than the universe but if there's something bigger than that, then you mean that, times a gazillion times, to me. Thank you, thank you, thank you for having me as your sister. I am truly blessed.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

very nicely written. makes us pause and remember it's not the material wants, but lovely needs that delight ourselves.
hmm...time to dispose the collection of handbags??

Jon

Anonymous said...

Heartfelt. Touching. Well written indeed MY. Reading your piece brought made me smile inside and quietly wish I had a twin... (omg think of all e possibilities SMY/SMS + H1/H2!!) or a sibling at the very least.

In our pursuit of life, we so often lose ourselves and can't see the forest for the trees. Your piece here reminds us to cherish the love ones close to our heart. I can't agree more with Jon; you no longer need em bags... Burn them.

Harold

meGan smy said...

now, why would i have to dispose of my bags?? if you tell me not to buy bags, i can understand la.. but no, i'm holding on to them!!!

meGan smy said...

harold, you're funny..

Soo said...

and i am super thankful to have you as my sister too, mee.. you've been nothin short of great. i really wouldn't know what i'd do without you.. =) i love you heaps!