She ...

Her hands were torn but there were no complaints ... In the midst of my dreams, I could hear the sounds of the scrubbing of clothes. She, has been washing my clothes daily ... even the last few hours before flying off. Her knees were scarred by my iron but she didn't utter a single word. You could see the weary look on her face ... obviously tired out from cooking and running errands for me ... but she didn't stop there. She, made sure that my stomach was filled all the time and brought me to sleep every night after a hard day's work with her massages and laughter. She ... is my dearest Michelle.

Seeing her enter the departure gate, I couldn't hold my tears. I had the same feeling when I left my family at Changi airport a month ago ... I've long treated her as family.

The joys and memories she gave me were beyond words. Now that shes gone, the only thing I can do is to pick myself up and work hard so that I won't disappoint her ...

Michelle I Love You!



Love ~Ming