End of phase 4

The reality of it all only sank in to me today after the news was shared. Deep in me, I knew of course that the choice was made and that one day, a new life will be started somewhere whereas an old life will lose a part of herself.

We started phase 1 more than a decade ago. Everday was a joy at school, especially during recess time where we pulled all sorts of stunts like pao-ing a few cents off Kelvin Choo just to end the break with a Fanta Strawberry. We thought the end of the world was near when we had to split class towards the end of one year. But that only brought more laughter and fun between class periods where we wound up at each other's classes more than our own. The hours we spent talking on the phone each day, how much can we really talk anyway? Obviously tonnes.

Gradually, we moved to phase 2, driving to college instead of walking to school. The times we've skipped classes to hang around playing mahjong at Kimmy's, grumbling when Brian honked at the gate, or when we dropped by B'sar for lunch just because we were cruising in the red Beemer. And then we also partied in downtown city centre just because we could.

We were devastated when we had to leave for phase 3 because we couldnt bear to leave our men behind. One year and a cert later, the two men were history. Oh how we should have toured around a little more than just to fly home every opportunity we got. Our beloved Bent St was a blessing, our spiderman neighbour who unlocked our door for us and who we still owe that cake we wanted to thank him with, the time when you ran out laughing and a fly flew right into your throat, and how we warmed ourselves through the whole winter with Jim Beam's. The elcheapos. But those 8hours of Friends and tonnes of Sri Aji satchets more than made up for it all.

We went separately yet intertwined in phase 4, when you dropped by Pharma while eCop was servicing us. But we partied harder than we worked, those 8 hours nightlife we used to exercise. I wonder where we drew the energy from?

Before I could join you in phase 5, wife and mother, you have to leave. Words cannot express the sorrow I feel to not have you that mere minute drive away. To further contribute to the thousands of dollars we have already spent on tehoaislimau's. To have found our second comfort home in Green House (or was it Green Tea or Tea House?) after the close-down of the old spot. To share insane jokes and laughter. To bitch and moan about our daily shit. To share nothern stories after each trip. To worry and to seek advice. To plan and to dream. All that is only a mere portion of our lives shared together, the ups and downs we have gone through, the great and the little, the laughter and the tears, the experiments and its side effects, those drink-n-dial moments, the eating sprees, the hopes and disappointments, and so much more are endless bittersweet memories I always hold true in my heart. It is bad enough that one leg of our tripod is down south in S'pore, now another geographical challenge for me...

You are a wonderful woman in your own way, strong and capable, funny and kind, always ever ready for a drink if you can, intelligent and conniving, generous and forgiving, trustworthy and realiable. I can never find another like you. No matter how difficult it may be, believe in yourself and have faith that you will pull through. Stay the way you are and you'll be fine. I promise.

I thank you for ALL and I apologise for some. I will miss you sorely; my best friend, my sister & my soulmate. I love you plenty and I wish you the very best that you so truly deserve. God bless. *hugs*