Prayers have been raised and sounded ....
for reaching a peaceful soul and what we believe as "It is well with my soul",
Hope had been whispered .....
as the song says "Jesus remember me when you come into Your Kingdom" .....
Yet, when comes to memories, suddenly a question came out: How shall i remember him ?
i have thought to just simply called all my childhood memories with him,
which totally framing a full happy childhood i could ever think about ....
he was the real teacher, protector, comforter, friend, .....
a never absent dad to tell story and give kisses to us before we go to sleep even to always make sure that we were secure from mosquito bite while we sleep at night,
he was the one who always hold and embrace us in his hands,
who always be the 1st to get nervous whenever we got sick and would do anything for our recovery even until we grew up to adults ....