my father is home alone

Sunday, went back home in early morning and have breakfast with my dad. My dad is home alone, as my mum has gone spend her 'vacation' with my brother in KL. It is always time like these that my father and I have our ' 二人世界‘ , when mum is away.

And only in moments like this, i come realised how my father has aged.. His famously thick, dark hair has become mostly white and much thinner.. He frame has shrinked, his eyes look tired, his voice softer, his skin starts develop the ' ageing spot's , and the way he walks, is of an old man...
observing the physical changes on my dad, talking to him, checking on his health's condition, his working condition with my bro..I feel exceptionaly closed to my father this morning and exceptional saddened too by the passing time and it's imprint on my dad...

Last night, when i went through Yasmin Admad old commercials, I saw one that is echos my morning's feeling, which brought me to tears...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VCM0JJ5mc7w&feature=related

times.. * sigh

and one more sweet one
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SKd-coKQJSk&feature=related