每達佳節倍思親。若在節日時出機，謹記別看朋友Facebook 的更新。中秋節 ─ 什麼BBQ 慶祝夜、半島月餅一家當飯食、今晚香江月亮圓等等。愈看愈寂寞。
那一刻我才明白，有時候，那些在他人眼中無謂的堅持，其實是因為一個字 — 愛 。
Rule number One for every single festival that you can’t celebrate in Hong Kong: Never ever read your friends’ updates on Facebook. Mid-Autumn Festival was all about extraordinarily-expensive-mooncakes-shared-happily-under-thebright-moon-at-the-park type of updates. I barely even had time to look at the full moon on a full flight. When I finally did, though so close and so perfect up in the air, it felt a lot lonelier to stare at it. Alone.
Boarding started. One handsome 10-year-old American-born-Chinese little boy boarded, as a priority passenger, to whom we should pay extra attention. I wondered why he was on his way to America alone. “I’m attending my grandma’s funeral,” he answered absentmindedly, his eyes averted to the TV screen before him.
A sudden upsurge of sadness seized me. “I’m so sorry...” my voice turned into a whisper. “It’s ok,” he replied with a smile, as if reassuring me.
During the 12-hour flight, I observed him closely. He brightened when I gave him a cup of orange juice, frowned as he was watching a movie, and fell quietly asleep after playing with his NDS. Just so you know, it’s not a story about a
creepy male flight attendant with paedophilia. It didn’t end up me kidnapping and selling his organs either.
However bizarre it seemed, I might have felt a lot more relieved if there had appeared a fleeting moment of unhappiness on his face. Disturbed. I decided he should understand the meaning of this long journey. I wrapped an aeroplane model and a mooncake a thoughtful colleague had given me (I hope she will never read this) as a small gift, and wrote him a card.
It’s so great to have you on board! Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!
Um... I lost my grandma when I was eight. Not until I got onto the bus on my way to her funeral did I realise that she had left me, forever. And I started crying my eyes out.
I’m twenty four now and all my grandparents have passed away. I suppose what it matters is they will always live in our hearts. What does even more so is that we have learnt to treasure those still around us. Whenever you see the full moon, please do remember it means reunion, with your family and friends.
Take good care of yourself and your family. You are a big boy now! : )
Maybe I deep down I had never forgiven myself for not being a responsible enough grandson. Or I just wanted to convince myself I was making the world a better loving place, before we grew old utterly bereft of family and friends.
Then I remembered having recently suggested buying my family a new TV set. My Mom answered looking at the slightly blurry old TV screen, “this TV was one of the few things your grandpa left behind. Let’s wait until it’s completely broken. I will get a very expensive one later. Don’t you worry, my son”.
At that very moment I came to realise that sometimes we hold onto things worthless in others’ eyes, because of a simple word – love.