Leaving Legacy

It was very hard for my father to tell me that he had received a terminal diagnosis. He had been diagnosed with lung cancer several months earlier and had gone through surgery. The doctors had told him that there was no trace of his cancer, when he suddenly developed pneumonic cold. He was admitted immediately to the hospital where they found the tumor in his remaining lung. After several months of house care, he died holding my mother’s hand.

The world seems emptier without you, Dad. We miss you.

Love,
Your loving daughter Sandra

John was born on 16 March 1997 to proud parents Michael and Betty. He is a loving big brother to Joshua and Janice. John was a happy go lucky boy who enjoyed playing with toy cars like hot rods and sport cars. He enjoyed himself at playgroups and Sunday school. In August 2000, our baby was diagnosed with a brain tumour that it is inoperable. Till now, I remember the day I was told the news. I wanted to hold John so tight that I didn’t want to let him go, ever. But I remember him, hugging back and telling me that it’s going to be okay. John took his last nap on 7 November 2000. John, our dear boy, you filled our lives with joy even though your life on earth was just a moment. I’m sure Jesus is taking good care of you now. We miss you.

Love,
Mum, Dad, Joshua and Janice.

24 September 2006
Samuel Yau

My brother was born on April 1, 1990. The jokes about him being an April fools joke are endless. Most people would be offended if they were to hear such sarcasm but Jeremy would take it with such joy that he would turn those jokes into legends that we should have written a book and published it. Jeremy passed away when he was 9 years old. I don’t know why he was given such a short time but I take comfort it was all God’s timing. Jeremy would sometimes joke that the whole world would come to his funeral if he ever dies. What he said was never too far away. 200 people came for his funeral that night. People even stood in the hallways packed in. His innocence and friendliness made him a friend to everyone he met, no matter how young or old.

One thing I learned was how Jeremy treated others is how we wish we treated each other half the time. I wonder what kind of world it would be if Jeremy had a little more time. Perhaps there would be more laughter.

Your big bro, Larry

Her name was Daisy. She was the greatest friend a girl could ever had. Golden hair flowed through her entire body as if the wind would always blow for her just to make her beautiful always. Daisy was a Golden Retriever. She gave new meaning to puppy brown eyes. A friend is someone who is always there, sharing every moment of your life, knows when I’m happy or sad. That was my Daisy. It was hard to let her go when her time had come. Nearing death, she'd still wag her tail displaying her friendliness and affection despite of how little life she had left of her. We looked out for each other for fifteen good years. There shall be no other friend I can find on earth as loyal as her.

Thank you Daisy
Marilyn

Brownie has the most beautiful, innocent eyes. We got her from the vet as a young puppy. We were ecstatic; for my parents never really cared for pets. We were feeding her so well (chicken bones, no less!), she was plus-sized. She's smart and answers to her name whenever she was out visiting a "friend". We suspect she only visits because of the bones she brings back. One day, she got injured and never really recovered. She grew thin, and we knew time was running out. At the last moment, as if she knew she was leaving, she barked for us to come. Then, with an effort, she looked at us and fell to the ground. Brownie, we miss the bath and dress-up sessions we had with you. You are missed.

Charis, 3 Oct