2021 Was a lot about reflection on my past, I think a lot of us spent a lot of time going inwards. I know I did. I did that through painting, drawing and writing. I got a lot of time to think about what mattered to me. A job, career, money, family, things, leisure time. I thought a lot and felt a lot.
What was my most stunning revelation is truly knowing the sacrifices that my family and relatives did to give me - the life that I have right now. Truly knowing and replaying the love that they gave to us. It makes me feel silly, not knowing it for so long...
I visited my family after two years in this pandemic in Toronto and it’s like nothing changed. No years have gone by and the love is just as strong as ever. Every conversation just tied into the last one, no grudges, no negativity - just encouragement, positive words and support. I don’t know how they managed to do that given how challenging life must have been.
I see my Uncle and Aunt move from a big house to a small apartment to take care of their parents. I have seen them take care of people their whole lives and I don’t know how I can make the same sacrifice. Talking to my cousins, it looks like a lot of us are now needing to take care of our parents too. To continue to make that sacrifice.
But me, I feel like I have sacrificed my whole life - how does one continue to do that? Where, do I find the courage to make that sacrifice. Every time I made a life decision for my family. Moving from a rental to another, moving across to Kelowna to work, then to Seattle, San Francisco and then now back to Canada. Every decision feels so heavy… I have had to make these decisions my whole life and I just wished everytime that there was more of a guarantee. But, there wasn’t. I just had to keep running and going. I’m tired of running. I’m tired of trying to jump. Every challenge for me just felt like leaping from one side to another.
Now that I’m also 40, and it seems like this never truly ends. Now, thinking of moving back to Toronto. It’s no wonder that I’m terrified and don’t want do it. I’m scared to lose everything that I hastily put together with my two little hands. Scared for everything that I worked so hard for to come tumbling down. Who will catch my fall?
2021 年有很多關於我過去的反思,我想我們很多人都花了很多時間思考。我知道我做到了。我通過繪畫、素描和寫作做到了這一點。我有很多時間思考對我來說重要的事情。工作、事業、金錢、家庭、事物、閒暇時間。我想了很多,也感受到了很多。
我最驚人的啟示是真正了解我的家人和親戚為我所做的犧牲——我現在擁有的生活。真正了解並重播他們給我們的愛。弄得我傻了,好久不知道了……
在多倫多大流行兩年後,我拜訪了我的家人,一切都沒有改變。歲月流逝,愛依舊如初。每一次談話都與最後一次聯繫在一起,沒有怨恨,沒有消極——只有鼓勵、積極的話語和支持。鑑於生活一定充滿挑戰,我不知道他們是如何做到這一點的。
我看到我的叔叔和阿姨從一個大房子搬到一個小公寓來照顧他們的父母。我看到他們一生都在照顧人們,我不知道我該如何做出同樣的犧牲。和我的表兄弟說,我們很多人現在也需要照顧我們的父母。繼續做出這種犧牲。
但是我,我覺得我已經犧牲了我的整個生命——一個人如何繼續這樣做?我在哪裡找到做出這種犧牲的勇氣。每次我為家人做出人生決定。從租房搬到另一個,搬到基洛納工作,然後到西雅圖、舊金山,然後現在回到加拿大。每一個決定都感覺如此沉重......我一生都不得不做出這些決定,我只是希望每次都有更多的保證。但是,沒有。我只需要繼續奔跑和前進。我厭倦了跑步。我厭倦了嘗試跳躍。對我來說,每一次挑戰都像是從一側跳到另一側。
現在我也 40 歲了,這似乎永遠不會真正結束。現在,考慮搬回多倫多。難怪我害怕而且不想這樣做。我害怕失去我用兩隻小手匆忙拼湊的一切。害怕我努力工作的一切都倒塌了。誰來接我的墜落?