Calling home..

Wow, it has been a good 18 months since my last post.

Friend of mine commented that I seldom call home when I'm overseas, as compared to her calling home at least once a day. "Maybe that's the difference between guy and gal", she says.

Not sure if that is true. Don't really ask my friends whether they call home often or not also. Maybe I used to do that when I was in the army, once a week. In those days where mobile phones are not so common and people are not so easily reachable.

Called home last week, and my mom asked why am I sounding very sian and tired. Truth is, I was very sian and tired then. And this is not very good, calling home and not sounding excited at all. Maybe it's because I only call home when I'm done with my work, and that is when I'm usually very tired then. Which, on hindsight, doesn't sound very good. Seems like I'm placing work in front of family.

I remember this show, "Click", by Adam Sandlers. Very meaningful show. And one quotable phrase is "Family comes first". I strongly agree.

And I guess when one's beliefs and actions conflict with each other, it drains your energy and devours your spirit piece by piece.


Anyway. time to call home. Afterall, true family is independent of your state of mind.