16/09/2009

The past few weeks had been an endless rounds of activities. As the time to depart for Perth draw near, I not only does look forward but also I feel a tinge of sadness as it would be the trip my Dad had been looking forward to the past 2 years.
Last night as I sat in at my sister's convocation, I couldn't help it. But I desperately hope and wish my father would be able to see it. As she walks up the steps to shake the hand of her chancellor. My eyes got a bit misty. I didn't get to see her walk down as I had to dab at my eyes. Ryan got it down on video. I get to see the replay after. The rest of the family weren't there to see her take her place and wear the gown. As I see the surrounding near us, I truly understand why my father had repeatedly requested in the case that he couldn't come to attend the ceremony, he would want me to be there with her. He said in his own words " On no accounts, must she attend her convocation alone. She had done well and we should be there to celebrate with her."
I asked her what if I couldn't be here, what would she choose to do. Her answer was perhaps she might not attend at all then. As I look at the faces around me, everyone's faces was radiating with a certain happiness. But there was a hollowness in our hearts. Still the night was truly hers.
I think I will try to be back next year for her convocation. I would like to be a part of this in this lifetime. If not for my father's sake, at least for her.
We took this photo on the way to the graduation's ceremony. I hadn't noticed the sun peeking out til I went through the photos. Somehow it seems significant to me that perhaps my father might be peeking at us through the clouds