Sunday, 30th Mar 08
Woke up by the two girls. Made them a simple breakfast and started cleaning up the living room...which is forever a mess. Then went further by cleaning the shoe cabinet and the store-room.
Moved out all the stuff in the store room and pulled out our big wedding photo. Asked mum if I should throw it away and she asked me to keep it. Well, ok. But S was staring at her Papa and I saw her rubbing her eyes. I quickly pulled it away from her and chucked it into the store. After a while, I didn't see her watching TV. When I popped my head into their study room, she's sitting under her table, holding a small photo frame (with a pic of her dad carrying her when she's less than 4 mths old) and a big jar of paper folded stars). Her eyes were red. I walked to her and she started crying out loud for her Papa. My heart broke.
"S, remembered what Mummy said before? We will meet Papa again in our next lives. He will come back to us again. Don't cry. Don't be sad. I'm sure he misses you too."
Though he has left us for 1 yr and 9 mths, S has fond memories of him and misses him dearly. To put a young girl through the pain of losing her loved one is cruel.
What can I say, I can only remind everyone to take care of their own health for those they love and those who love them.
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