Baby…… 730 days without you by my side. The pain is getting more intense these few days. Two years down the road, Mummy still miss you terribly.
Baby…… Do you know when you left Mummy forever that very moment, Mummy is devastated. Yet this is just only the beginning, getting by those days without you is extremely painful. The guilt of letting you suffer during your last days still hurts so much. How can Mummy ever ease the pain? If you would have left a different way, free from suffering before you go. Would that help to ease Mummy pain maybe by a tiny bit?
Baby…… Enson DiDi love you. Mummy love the way when he is murmuring to himself of all the names in our family. He will go Daddy, Mummy, GirlGirl, PePe, Baby KorKor, Enson. Isn’t that sweet? He didn’t forget you even when you left him only at his tender age of 18th month.
Baby…… Mummy had been talking to him more frequently about you these few days. Many times, he will ask Mummy where you are. Mummy can only point to the sky and tell him you are right there above. Just yesterday he asked Mummy where you are again, Mummy again told him you are right up above. He told me no, you are on the tree. And he told me he want to touch you just like how he love touching Girby Girl and Puppie Pie. Mummy’s heart sank so deeply. If only you are here…… everything would be so perfect……
Baby…… Mummy had been thinking whether should I prepare food for you today. Mummy is afraid…… is afraid of crying again…… Nevertheless Mummy decided to do it, in case…… in case you do come back today. Crying over for you again is nothing new isn’t it?
Baby…… Look at those goodies! A chicken leg, a small piece of chicken liver and a mini cupcake, not forgetting your toys to go along.
Baby…… You did come back, didn’t you? Look at this photo Mummy took. The lighting is so wrong, it shouldn’t be in this color. it is different from the rest of the photos. Mummy tried taking a few photos after this shot, but didn’t manage to capture anything similar. There seems to be a white cast at the top left corner. Is that you My Baby Boy? Have you come back My Baby Boy?
Baby…… Miss you too much, love you too much……
Baby…… Where are you now? Mummy wanted so badly to see you, to hold you, to touch you, to feel you…… just like the way we used to be.
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