It is the eve but still, Happy Lunar New Year everyone!

By the time of writing, I have yet to consume one golden pillow pineapple tart.

Am I the only one that had difficulty coming across bazaars and pasar malam selling festive goodies and decorations?

I am not referring to those cheapskate snacks at Chinatown or Bugis that gives you a sore throat but quality ones. Where are the organizers and vendors?

This year, whenever people ask me how are my preparations, I just tell them I am not sure if I am celebrating because my mother in law has been going in and out of the hospital for the past few months.

Every time, the doctors said it could be a matter of days. It has been months. In a week of two, out for a few days and in again.

Not that I’m counting. I just felt that it is a torture to be tube fed and lie in bed the whole day.

I wonder how Lunar New Year will be when both sets of parents are gone. This is probably why some people go for a holiday or maybe just escape from nosey and insensitive relatives.

I am sure I will not enjoy visiting his side of relatives so good luck to anyone who needs the courage and moral support to go through this. You are not alone and we are in this together.