To my dearest little hand

Time passed so fast…I had been 15years in Singapore .Ohhh!!I knew you for 15years then…I am always thankful for knowing you and meeting you..Firt time I came to oversea and I thought I may not last more than two days in SG…But I made it to 15years…Your bigger part in my 15years of SG life.Thank you so much …The time I met you ,you was 6years old and you was really cute…I am glad and thankful that my boss have kids…

That tiny little boy made me laugh and live in SG..When you have piano class I had to hold your hand and we both walked to piano teacher’s house..We went to the playground together .Sometimes we played soccer together .You taught me how to play high kick…Sometimes you even introduced me with your friends and said she really good at soccer..At that time I was 23years old and still not mature at all.Love to play with you all the time…

I am not good at English…Now also still not good….You are the one who talked me and who lead me how to speak English ..When you start primary school and every time when you come back from you brought back some story .And you told me the funny story..For example somebody know no body nobody know any body hahaa😁😁😁When you come back from Church and told me what you learn at Church…You are the first person who told me about Jesus in English…

When you was alive I don’t know how much memories is so important in people life..After you left I understand memories are so much meaningful and important for me..Everyday pulled out one memory about you and think..So that I can feel more about your presence ..When the day you left us and till now I cannot stop thinking about you… Every single things and every single corners are filled with your presence …Every step I walk every cabinet I open…..I can feel and can see your foot step and fingers print ….You be with us ..You are with us…

Now a day when I go out .I take the bus because if I take train I may see people I know in the train…If they asked me how is your work and everything ? I don’t like to answer any questions …When I take bus I don’t see anyone I know in the bus…Bus took longer time to go ..But I like it .I can be on my own and look around and think about you…

I am so sorry…Did I do a good work for you? Am I annoying you all the time?Did I give you good foods? Did I good care your two boys?Am I useless ?

Do you know I am more useless than before. My head is so empty after you left..I am doing work but I don’t know what I am doing …You had to come and scold me that I am not doing a great job…..

I believed you are in a good place and resting , relaxing and enjoying …Without any noises .

I want to crying out loud and can’t cry….

The one who left us is peaceful in Haven …

The one who left behind will be miss the rest of their life and last breath . .But one day we will meet again…Even I am not good enough for you or every one…There is one real things coming from the button of my heart..That is..I love you my tiny little hand…. I love to see you growth up..I am so proud to did so well at school…Love to be tiny little parts of your life…Thank you for being with us . See you again….Remember you every single moments

Love,
Tun

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