I've got a missed call from my dad during lunch today. I did not take my handphone out. I felt jittery after receiving his call. I returned his call.
You know, the kind of feeling you would have, thinking that you get bad news about your family, especially in the odd hours and at night?
Whew, thank God, my dad accidentally pressed my number.
Absent makes the heart grows fonder as they say.
Most days, my thoughts will be on them and even my two brothers. That everything will be well of them.
The bond between us are not the same anymore as each of us have our own lives to live. Gone are the days, when we all stayed together. Perhaps, the bond will be stronger now?
I haven't talked to my brothers since the last gathering at my parent's house for the chinese new year. As the elder sister, I should take an initiative to call and talk to them. But, I have this feeling, maybe they don't want to be disturbed?
Ps. As you grew up, does your bond with your family grew apart or became more close knit? Am I a bad sister?