I’m not lucky. I am blessed.
Here’s to a very special man.
Happy birthday to the man who used to fetch me to and from school from kinder to grade 5; the man who’d stay up late just to accompany me watch harry potter movies; the man who taught me how to iron my clothes; the man whose cooking i miss so much; the man who claims to have passed his intellect and talents to me (haha)..
Happy Birthday Papa! I love you! :))
Relevant LSS—Cold Summer Nights
it’s been cold summer nights since we drifted apart
cold summer nights since you walked out that door
cold summer nights here on my own
coz i miss you baby, i need you here
Those who love you are not fooled by mistakes you have made or dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused.