Aunty Mei was so central to my life. She filled my life with such warmth, joy and an abundance of love. She stepped into my life after my father Prof John Bosco died and opened a different window that allowed light to enter again. She had worked closely with him in establishing the clinical school of IMU. I still remember seeing her at the door the day my father had died. I was 17 and had never experienced grief at such magnitude before. Her smile and gentleness reminded me of my dad and I clearly remember feeling less scared. In the absence of my dad, over the many years, Aunty Mei became a tower of support and love. She gave me endless strength, advice, guidance, laughter, all with that famous twinkle in her eyes. She, Uncle Mark and Wui Leng were always present with their support and company. Their family and extended family shined with warmth. Uncle Mark would always have some of the best life insights, being an anchor in times of uncertainty, and being a champion to celebrate when joys appeared. I used to go for lunch with her lovely late father, discuss history, explore his library, realising her warmth, curiosity for knowledge and understanding of this world was also influenced by him. I was able to spend time with her mother, who was beautiful, wise, and strong- i saw her strength in Aunty Mei too. Her son, Wui Leng, who carries her wisdom, humility, kindness and contentment with him, has also been a great friend to me. His wife Zhou too reflects this genuine kindness and steadfastness.
Aunty Mei encouraged me in my journey of being a doctor. She always saw the best in me whilst giving advice in overcoming challenges. Her passion in finding solutions, the ability to cut through the noise and rise against any setbacks whilst still exuding joy was unmatched. For an anxious young person at that time, this was something I treasured so deeply. This steady reassurance was not only evident in her but also her and Uncle Mark's family. Aunty Susan, Aunty Liap, Uncle Kour and many others also carried this similar radiance. She and Uncle Mark has always cared for my mum. Since 1999, they have been present, supporting my mum through the good and happy occasions, keeping her company and providing a shoulder to lean on in difficult times. Going for meals with Aunty Mei and Uncle Mark and Wui Leng , seeing Aunty Ah ying in their home, were comforting - these times shining like bright stars in my life. Aunty Mei was only a phone call or a conversation away despite how busy they both were.
Aunty Mei always reminded me of leading a purpose driven life and encouraged me in my service to patients and their families. She recognised my heart beat and continued to support me in that calling. She always felt great joy when IMU students continued to carry the flag where they worked, contributing to others and the greater plan of healthcare.
Healthcare and medical education was something so integral to her. Her compassion for others found its way into the core of IMU where she gave of herself. Her mind focused on the ability of this instituition to continue to give back to Malaysia and offer opportunities for young people from around the world to work in health care. She was always enthusiastic, her eyes would light up when she spoke about the people she worked with in IMU, the various teachers, students , and the growth of the uni - the joy she felt was so palpable. Her founding values are evident in IMU , where most students who attended it still describe their years there as some of the best in their lives and a place where some of the best friendships were found.
There is a massive gap where Aunty Mei used to stand. Waking up to a world that she is not physically in, is incredibly painful. I give thanks to God for her life. I am so grateful that I met her and her family, and was able to feel all the love and joy she carried for life. I am grateful for the time that I got to spend with her over the years and even when she was sick. I am grateful that she had the ability to keep working and doing all that she loved. Even in her illness, she continued to shine with her deep love of life. Her quiet moments, reflecting her desire to still be of service.
She was so loved and cherished by thousands of people because of her genuine compassion. She gave of herself. I keep imagining visiting her house when I return to KL and am still not prepared to not see her come down the stairs to greet me with a big hug.
She is a mother, wife, aunt, sister, sister in law, friend and colleague. She still had dreams of doing more for people and healthcare in Malaysia and her legacy of kindness lives on.
Love springs eternal, and when I think of love I think of my Aunty Mei Ling. The last few sentences she said to me was "love you too! We have a lot to talk about." I guess I will just have to pick up that conversation in heaven. I love you too Aunty Mei. You are in my heart forevermore.