I told a good friend of mine moment ago that I needed a part time job.
She asked "why".. and "what"?
Me: I need to fill-up my mind for at lease 4 hours every night. I can't stop thinking if I idle around. I will keep missing my dad who's just passed away on 5-March-16.
She: Oh dear... so what kinda job?
Me: anything,, data entry, admin?
She: Huh? You work from 9am to 630pm and you want to do data entry? That will be too taxing for you my dear.. we no longer young. Why don't you blog? You have so much to tell and share. Your sharing could end up to be an encouragement to someone else who's reading them.
Me: Na... I can't write.. thou I really wish to document down every thoughts and memories with my dad.
At the very moment, I recalled my dad writing his entire life. His writing comprised of every extra ordinary happy occasions and every matter that broke his heart. Unfortunately everything was recorded in Chinese. A language that I've never mastered in writing and reading. But I really wish to share and tell you about him, his glory and the sadness that had haunted him for 9 years. Of cos, I would want to tell you about who Ahh Yen is. OK, I shall do it!
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