What if?

In many people lives, I am sure, this question has appear time and again.

"What if I had done this?" or "What if I had chose that?"

One thing I learn in life is, there are endless regrets. Some stuff may seem insignificant now or perhaps even to the extend of annoying, once lost and gone, may never return.

The reason for my regret now is one of my relative passed away just a few days ago. I never think much about her for she never seems to age and I took for granted she is always there. It is only through my mother that I know she was 80+ of age when she passed away...

The most vivid image I have of her was on my 21st birthday. I know that day was a blur to me and I don't have much recollection, but I remember how she smiled at me as she put the gold bracelet she bought on my wrist. I was not a fan for gold but somehow seeing her smile, I too, accepted with thanks and a smile on my face.

It's so hard to believe she is gone now and harder to believe she had chose sea burial...

I don't think I have much photos of her, only some memories... Life is fragile and full of partings, this is a cycle with no endings...