it was such a nightmare.
he was a good husband. my mum was his 1st gf and the only lover. he dedicated all his love to her. being loyal and faithful.
he was a good father. never once raised his voice unappropriately.
he taught mi how to brush my teeth, wash my face while we both stood in front of the kitchen basin.
the very first school bag with ningjia turtles and million of zips compartments was a gift from my dad. and it includes the 1st pencil box and 1st set of colour pencils.
he taught mi how to write my name, in those horiztonal line exercise books.
he taught mi how to iron my 1st set of uniform on a sunday night before i step into my 1st day of primary school the following day.
i sighed when he pulled mi into the toilet, make mi squatted down by his side while he handed me the shoe brush, ordering mi to wash my school shoe every weekend.
i missed the times he send us to school every morning. i missed e days he brought us to the beach with mac donalds instead of pinic basket.
he became my post driving instructor when i drove e new car out for a ride.
he is a man who is respected by everyone whom he knew. a man who does things true from his heart. a man who doesnt lie nor cheat. a man loyal to his friends.
quietly and patiently, he had always been the man who's supporting us right behind.
i've make him worried alot. the days when i got out of love, the days when i drown myself into late nights turned his into sleepless nights. i wish i hasnt done tat.
life isnt fair. it often works in this way.
no last wishes, no last words.
he gave his whole life to his wife, children and his work.
farewell my dad.
you are the best, the only dad whom we loved most
may you rest in peace
&
you'll always be remembered.
loving you in our hearts forever
-daughter-
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