My dad at near 70yo

My dad, still working at 69, was laid off last week. It was such a big surprise since not long ago before that happened, his boss wanted to sign another 1 year contract with him. Apparently, the factory was to close down, and everyone had no choice but to look for greener pastures elsewhere.

We, as filial children, told him that it's good too la, time to really retire this time lor. He retired at 55 earlier, but the retirement didn't work out well because he was still a very active person. Staying inactive at home made him very restless and bad tempered.

So, whilst he's working, there's always good and sad to it. Good that it makes him happy, but sad that it's so tough for him to take leave off to visit any of us whenever he likes to. Well, this time, we thought, we should try and make something out for him now that he won't be working anymore.

Dimji... on Friday, when he's supposed to pack all his stuffs and come back home for good, he passed by K. Kangsar and dropped by at another factory to ask if there's any vacancies, he was hired again! My mom and I were both shocked at the sudden turn of events so fast! My dad was smart enough to ask for a later starting date so he can have some time off to visit my brother in Singapore and me in KL.

Thus, they went ahead to Singapore on Friday night to spend the weekend with my brother and his family, and over to my place after a couple of days later.

While they were here, my dad helped didi in his homework. It was so heartwarming to see them at work, though my dad was pretty frust when the little guy kept being slow and unresponsive at times. I told him that he's very lucky indeed, y-koong didn't even teach mommy when she was young!

On a nice Friday morning, I took him and meimei, who was not at school being Good Friday, to breakfast. He initially didn't want to go since he said he ate his, but I told him to follow along, just to have a drink outside with us. I wanted to remember all these little moments with him, together with my kids, as it's really so rare. I just let him talk and I listen. When he's quiet, I would stir some thoughts out from him and he would start babbling again. Just like a little kiddo.

Then again, seeing how both my parents argue and fight over trivial little things, I feel rather lost. And I can't take any sides, since both are not angels either. Sometimes I feel it's really more good than harm for him to be away working most of the time than staying at home all day with my mom.