My best friend, Trish (L) and my mother (R)
[I will be traveling half way around the world to Jakarta, Indonesia, to be with the rest of my family today].
My mother, June Kuntjoro-Jakti, died of a heart attack this afternoon in Jakarta, Indonesia. She left this world quietly with no warnings or signs. GONE just like that.... She was supposed to come and visit me in Washington in about two weeks. I was really looking forward to seeing here here.. And now she's gone -- f o r e v e r !!
I call my mom every few days. I remember the last time we spoke, she asked me how the weather is here. I said "it's warm." She was happy to hear that. And before I hang up the phone I said "I love you, mom.." and she said "I love you, too." I was glad that I said that. Because, it turns out -- that was the last time I spoke to her!
I think..separation is a painful experience to go through. Death is no exception. To heal my pain, I can only remember the good times we had together. The last time she was here, we had a great time. I cherished every moment I'm with her. We had so much fun. We laughed. Argued.. etc. etc. But, the best part is -- we enjoy each other company.
Speaking about threesome...
My mom, me, and Congressman Bobby Scott (VA-3) at his annual picnic (Sept '06)
Before Trish, my best friend, took the picture of the three of us. My mom says, "No, No and No!" She didn't want her to take our picture. She is one of the people who believed that it's "taboo" to have threesome in a picture. And I, of course.. don't believe it. She says, it's bad luck... Now, I g-e-t it. But, it's already too late..
Mom.. you are my mother, my best friend, and my rock!!
Thank you for everything that you gave me, show me, and taught me. I love you...