Now, while there's still time

I braved the infamously notorious 6 hours traffic jam at the causeway to head to JB and back. Sacrificing sleep and comfort, the trek was made worthwhile by those hours of banter, laughter and togetherness with mum and dad. This morning I wrapped them in my arms and wished them Merry Christmas.

Regret is tough to repair. It's a fairly simple thing to avoid. To avoid regret, I do and say and express every good thing I can possibly do and say and express to those I love. Because I have learned there isn't always time to whisper good-bye.