In loving memory of my beloved wife

Today is the birthday of the elder, for his 10th birthday. His little brother still down with sore throat infection and suffering with fever. And so we would not celebrate but I still brought him to the store have him chosen a little gift and bought his favorite pizza and chocolate cake.

We only have the candles blowing when the little one has regained some strength. Happy Birthday, Weiyang.

There was a little story I wished to tell you, son.. 10 years ago, on this day, you were given birth. We had not given you a name yet and we do not know if you were a boy or a girl as we did not have scanning done for genital identification. There was no pressure whether boy or girl. Your mother had the strength and courage to give birth although she had the heart illness. Your mother is a very great mother of all. I was not at your mother side when you are born. When I visited your mother the next morning, she indeed teased me of guessing if you are a boy or girl. I could still remember her smiling face when she told me you are a boy!

You are born in the General Hospital and the practice was that a new born baby would be fed with mother milk. Your mother did not produce sufficient milk to feed you and you were crying. The nurses insisted you to be fed on mother milk. But you were so greedy and your mother were worry as you were crying. Your mother cried as too worry about you for not being fed. We interrupted and chased the nurse away and calmed your mother. WeiYang, ever you are just born, your mother already worry and care for you. You must remember your mother. That is the reason why I push you to remember some important date. Particularly on your mother birthday and date of departure.

There was a second incident where your mother worry about you. A day later, you turned a bit yellowish and did not really take milk. Your mother immediately requested you to be attended to and had you specially checked. This had resulted you have a day separated from her but placed under special attention. I was staring at you when your grand father said you have red hairs and smiled non stop.

You were not separated from your mother ever since you are born. I know you have an extremely close knit with your mother and her departure sure had cut this link off from you and making you uncomfortable and lost. Your way of reaction was pretended not knowing and avoiding, but I know you.

Wei Yang, on this day, please remember your mother! A great mother.