Yesterday DD & I hosted Thanksgiving at his place. Coincidentally, DD's friends to our party (like DD) were all Canadian-born whereas my friends (like myself) were all immigrants. There was a period when the Canadians hung out with themselves at the couch, while the immigrants gathered around the dining table. Thankfully, with good food and alcohol, and some not-so-shy folks, the groups of friends mingled.
I was really tired out (and a little stressed by the large group of a dozen) at the end of the day. A little disappointed that I was too tired to enjoy couple-time with DD after the guests left. Still, I'm glad to have friends, some of whom I can count on in good times and bad.
Today while on a bus travelling along DTES (Vancouver Downtown East Side), I overheard this Cantonese conversation between 2 elderly folks who were at the bus-stop.
[Man having checked out the bus-schedule on the bus-stop/pole, walked over to join the woman sitting at the bus-stop.]
Woman [Squinting her eyes]: What's the next bus coming?
Woman: Oh, maybe we should take this bus instead.
Man: [Indiscernible reply]
Both man and woman quickly joined the queue and boarded the bus that I was on.
Suddenly the above scene made me wonder about the numerous elderly Chinese who live alone in DTES (i.e. a poor-folks residential area). [Note: The Cantonese-speaking couple above may or may not be immigrants, given that Chinese do have a long history in Canada.] I wonder how many chose to immigrate to Canada of their own volition, and how many had expected that they would be aging alone in a foreign land. [Note: Being surrounded by one's family and close friends in one's golden years is a treasured ideal for the typical ethnic Chinese].
I reckoned that between me and the elderly couple is only a chronological difference of a few decades. Given how drastically my life had changed within a decade, I wonder what life will hold for me in my "golden" years. 10 years ago, if you had asked me to imagine living life in Canada and making a living as a nurse, I would have laughed my head off. Impossible! Yet, here I am. Throw in a few more decades, I believe my life can turn either way, or even go on a roundabout.
I guess, I can only wonder. After all, as the Chinese saying goes, “谋事在人，成事在天” [Literary "Planning lies with Mankind, but success depends on the Heavens", a.k.a. "Man proposes, God disposes"].