Mandarin Orchard Singapore
Dad,
I was here, in front of the door step of this hotel. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, I cried in silence.
This was our favorite hotel. The very reason I don't wanna stay in this place. It brings so much memories, more than I can bear.
This is the hotel when I was 1 year old and got really sick so you have to flew me back home immediately. I was very small but I do remember... I remember.
Then we went back when I was older. You told me a story of an Indian doorman who can fall asleep while standing straight in front of the door with his eyes close. So I went out and check his eyes, he wasn't asleep but he was very kind.
I remember you let me to go roaming around the city with my little brother. You said,"I believe in you and I know you will fine your way back to the hotel. You speak English very well, people will understand. Just remember to meet me at the restaurant at 12pm. Take care of your little brother".
I realized that we can hardly understand each other, we fought like cat and mouse, but I now I understand. Or tried to understand...
It's the act of love, you wanted me to be an independent woman, an intelligent, strong woman... a woman who needs no one to help her out. A woman who leads the way.
But I am tired daddy, I want someone to pampered me, to hold my hand and lead the way.
I am exhausted daddy.
I am only human, dad.
I know how much you hate seeing me crying.
But I miss you...I can't help it.
I know I will always be your princess, your precious little girl. The girl you protect with your life, not even the breeze can touch my skin without your permission. You literally duck taping every single holes in my room when I was a baby to make sure no airborne virus can get through.
Rest in peace, daddy. I love you
I was here, in front of the door step of this hotel. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, I cried in silence.
This was our favorite hotel. The very reason I don't wanna stay in this place. It brings so much memories, more than I can bear.
This is the hotel when I was 1 year old and got really sick so you have to flew me back home immediately. I was very small but I do remember... I remember.
Then we went back when I was older. You told me a story of an Indian doorman who can fall asleep while standing straight in front of the door with his eyes close. So I went out and check his eyes, he wasn't asleep but he was very kind.
I remember you let me to go roaming around the city with my little brother. You said,"I believe in you and I know you will fine your way back to the hotel. You speak English very well, people will understand. Just remember to meet me at the restaurant at 12pm. Take care of your little brother".
I realized that we can hardly understand each other, we fought like cat and mouse, but I now I understand. Or tried to understand...
It's the act of love, you wanted me to be an independent woman, an intelligent, strong woman... a woman who needs no one to help her out. A woman who leads the way.
But I am tired daddy, I want someone to pampered me, to hold my hand and lead the way.
I am exhausted daddy.
I am only human, dad.
I know how much you hate seeing me crying.
But I miss you...I can't help it.
I know I will always be your princess, your precious little girl. The girl you protect with your life, not even the breeze can touch my skin without your permission. You literally duck taping every single holes in my room when I was a baby to make sure no airborne virus can get through.
Rest in peace, daddy. I love you
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