Dear Miki,
Your courage is exceeded by your Grace and I am humbled.
Please dry your eyes; thereby sparing me the fullest extent of angst, which has over-layered a recognition of my crassness.
Also you must not continue to feel guilty, for a minute longer. As the Father of three men, I am certain that your Father would not want you to feel any remorse for the path in life that you have trodden, even though it has led you away from the heart, but not the Hearts, of your Family. We parents want only the best and health and happiness, for our children.
Being back in the everyday world will do you good this weekend and ease the feeling of strangeness caused by this vital situation and the inherent introspection, that follows in its wake.
I remember the beautiful Botanic Gardens in Singapore which, when in my mid-forties, I tried to run around in a spiritely fashion after stepping off a long flight and I recall thinking ... 'Do I breathe this air, or wear it !?'
Then, there was this lovely tall, willowy elegant Chinese lady who was the concierge of the Business Room of the Marco Polo with its computers, phones and faxes. I was smitten. So I drew up an 'invitation ' for her to join me for a drink later in the day. I had hand-printed it on a card which had three boxes, of which she could tick one. The choices were 1) Yes, I will come and have drink with you. 2) Yes, I would love to come and have a drink with you. 3) I am dying to come and have a drink with you. To my surprise, she ticked number one, rather than call Security.
Later we met and she was even more lovely in a beautiful tailored traditional dress with a side split. ( Have Mercy !). We went out of a back door because She said our fraternisation would not have impressed Hotel Management. So, we had drinks in a nearby hotel and then strolled along Orchard Street. I have to say, she was The Girl From Ipanema, Chinese style. And so comparatively young, so lovely. I began to feel like a Western ape. Not quite as bad as Hollywood would cast it ... but even so ... Anyway we enjoyed each other's company ( I think/hope ) for a couple of hours; but she was ever-fearful of being seen with me by other Hotel Staff, so much so that eventually, I began to feel rather guilty at having asked her out and when we actually bumped into some of her girl-friends whom she made swear to secrecy I thought ' I'd better do the decent thing and say goodnight '. Anyway, so we parted but before she went I said ' but why did you agree to come? '
And here's the real kicker ... ' Because you didn't have a 'no' box ! ' she said
Ooh, ouch, imagine how I felt !
So there you go Miki, and if any of that rings a bell ,,, ?
May God watch over you and keep both yourself and your Father in His sight.
Dudley