On the first day of Chinese New Year, I did something right.

I know I'm not the best son in the world. I do have a temper at times and it's my mother who has to handle all these. I know I do not call home much when I'm back in that hell hole, but it is because of my temper which made me so. Why call home in such a foul mood and then lash it out to your mum?

And then it became a habit. A very bad habit.

Though all has been said and done, I still have some sense in me to actually do something about it.

After today's brunch on the first day of  Chinese New Year, I went and made a pot of tea, get two teacups and apologise to my parents. Like a usual traditional Chinese tea ceremony. I asked for forgiveness from my mother and then my father.

Mother cried. Brother cried. Then, I shed tears too.

After that, I swear my mother is the happiest in all days of the first day of Chinese New Year.

Calvin is correct. Treat them nice while you can. I'll make sure I do.

After 20+ years celebrating Chinese New Year, this year is really the best.


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