So 23rd is it, we're heading back to hometown..

Before that, 22nd Dec is mum's birthday.

I didn't manage to plan for a proper birthday party, so I thought might as well cooking something simple yet different at home, well, that's the very least I can do for her before leaving for dad's family.

As I was browsing on the net earlier, it hit me suddenly that we don't really celebrate anything except for Chinese New Year. Not anyone's birthday, not anniversary nor any special occasion, I guess that's because dad has never been the type of man that looks into small trivial things, and growing up with dad's, I guess it just come naturally to us that nothing is so special about celebration.

I remember vaguely when both my and elder brother were kids, there were birthday party, can't recall whose birthday, was it mine or elder brother's. There was this light brown cake, some jelly and fried noodles, and I remember candle blowing, that was probably the only memory I have of a birthday celebration at home. Looking back into the years that I've grow and learnt to focus only on the bigger picture and not taking small, trivial things so seriously, perhaps that's the part of me that resembles dad, and explains why I often feel bad for not able to care more for people around, what they feel or think. I'm still learning, trying to pick up here and there, any connections that might wake the other part of me, reminding myself so long as I am my father's daughter, I too, a daughter to my mum, so yeah, starting with little things at home, so an informal birthday celebration for mum. =D