I was driving my son to the DVD shop one night, waiting to do a right turn onto the main road. There was a car approaching, I noted to the boy "Look, there is nobody driving that car". As my son realised there was an African man behind the wheel of that car, he turned to me and said "You're racist Dad". The fact that it was not the first time he heard a racist joke makes me wonder if in my son's eye, I would be the last person on earth who is capable of making such jokes.

Must have been a while since I last posted to Blogger. Three years is a long time to gather your thought and put it down in writing. So what has changed? Mom passed away one and a half year ago, 18 December 2011. We made the trip back to Vietnam last December, the four of us, and with the relatives on both sides we gathered on the day marking the first year of her passing. It had been 12 years since I last saw them and for some reasons I was always almost in tears talking to some of them, there was this daunting thought that I might not see them again in my life. Back in April, my oldest aunt went away after two months of suffering, proceded in death by my oldest uncle the year before. She had never been married and survived by her only adopted daughter. Too many deaths in the family, no wonder why I have been feeling a bit down. Life goes on though, I am back with my family now after three years working away from home. Job security is still an issue but i just have to do my best. Last contract with Defence was cut shot due to personality clash with work colleagues, might be I am just too old for this line of work. Fuck it