Memories I

I met my husband on the internet. I wanted to visit him to find out what he is like. Is he what he said from our corresponds ?

There was a girl who worked with me for a few years. We got along so well that I had never treat her like my staff. I treated her like a sister. She was so kind to me that she offered to go to US with me. Visiting US is not like something a 'gaji' earning person can say I want to go then I go the next day kind of thingy. You have to think 1st about visa, then $, then enough leave to go ! For a single woman to get a visa is not very easy. On top of that at that time the exchange rate was 3.8. Just airfare would cost around RM$5k (including the small trips we had to make on our journey), plus other expenses like food, gifts for family members and friends back home (how can you go home with bare hand, that is not our Malaysian culture, u know lah).

Though I was a jet setter during my early 20's and early 30's but I had stopped traveling since I work in Brunei. The trans-pacific flight was a night mare for me. Half-way through the flight (we weren't even 1/2way through the pacific), I told Neelam " I am going home, there is no way I am going to live in US, so far away from the rest of the world.' She said don't worry, you will love US, I promise you. Neelam studied in Sunway college and got her under graduate degree in Michigan University.

I am glad Neelam words turn out to be true. I have never look back. I am happy with my American life, my family and of course my American dream.

The very first place my then internet boyfriend took us was his elementry school. We had funs :)-





























We had a wonderful lunch at the restaurant near the lake with my future FIL and Jean. Jean is my late MIL and FIL best friends. They were friends way back when they were all doing their post grad. studies @ Duke University. Jean was 80 years old when I met her. She had a master degree in Library Science, extremely well read lady. New Yorker, Asian Weeks can be easily found lying on her house. I felt so 'malu' when she asked me about my opinion concerning an article from Economics about Anwar. I thought 'apa ini', Anwar who ? I don't even know much about Malaysian politics. In fact, I am not interested. She left me with good memories. She is gone now; she left us her house, her piano , many antics furnitures and most precious of them all is her portrait when she was in her 30's . It was done by her ex husband who was a well known artist then.

House, $, materials things will never replace the people who mean so dear to you.



































This entry is written in memory of 2 good friends, Neelam Kaur and Jean Steel.