credit to Gavin G
Yesterday, 30th May, a cousin was posting something about 'Selamat Hari Jadi Askar to those yg masih lagi askar, yg sudah retired, yg bekas askar etc etc' in our family group. I know one of them was a military personnel.
then a moment later, it occurred to me yg my late dad was a military personnel.
I don't know how you address people in military with accordance to their ranks and positions, so I'm just gonna use 'military personnel'. I know in Brunei, we have 3 types of Askar; Land, Air and Navy. *ketawa smpi kluar aing mata* mcm Scout jua aku mendifferenciate atu. LOL
my dad was 'Land'.
once again, I duno any military terminology, I apologize.
anyhoo,
there's usually a fun fare/exhibition of the military in one of their base every anniversary.
I never been to one in such a long time.
the only memory I have was the one from when I was little and my dad was still around.
I know there were pictures of that moment where I was so 'kusut' LOL coz I was so thirsty and I remember when I told my dad this, you know what he did? He brought me to this camp and asked people there for a drink and they gave me, what? Guess again. Hot Nescafe. *naik one kirai* that should quench my thirst. thanks dad.
it was a very funny memory when I think back.
I'm always so 'manja' and 'such a baby'.
I was the middle child (One older sister, One older Brother and Two younger brothers after me) so attention towards me was a little limited.
but my dad was, as I remembered him, always been so fair to all of us.
I wish I could have known him like how my uncles and aunty known him. or how my older sister remembered him for that matter.
all these years, I've always heard nothing but how very kind and nice person he was.
I wish I could've seen it (what people said/describe) with my own eyes, make my on decision of who is to me, on my own.
I guess, that's just not meant to be.
I'm still thankful of how I am where I am without him.
there was a time when I wondered if I'd be a spoil brat if he was around. coz I have the potential to be the worst of spoil brats if given the chance.
LOL
Of course, I miss him. missed how ever little memories I have of him. with him. of course I do.
I was 6 when he passed away. obviously the memories I have with him isn't as many as my sister who was 12 when he passed. I envy her sometimes. but I know it pained her more having those long memories of him. she misses him more.
The reason why I make this post was becoz, after the RBAF greetings, another cousin send out a birthday greetings for her sister, who passed away some years ago.
and I realized, I don't even know my dad's birthday. I only know the date of his passing.
I wana be upset of this fact but I'm not. not really. coz in my defense, I was too young to remember any trivia details like his birthday.
besides, it's not what he wants me to remember now that he's gone. I'm sure of it.
this post has gone from me not knowing any military terminologies, how to address military personnel in accordance to their ranks and positions, to remembering my dad.
He didn't die in line of duty but this first time I'm posting about RBAF, I dedicate this whole post in remembrance of him.
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