his short journey here. He left suddenly on May 1st, 2002 and left so many
hearts broken and so much tears fallen.
heart forever as a hero who never gives up. Daddy will always remember him
as his only brood who share the same blood as him (after the number of blood
transfusions). His three big brothers will fondly remember him as that 'bad
tempered, impatient' baby brother who loves to hold his breath till he turns
purple!
buried in a graveyard, Mummy is keeping this web page as a memory. Mummy
also wants to dispel the perception that Little Hero passed on because he is
sick. Mummy wants to proclaim to the world that Little Hero had chosen to
return to the Lord - to a better and kinder place.
But I hear her crying at night when all others are in the bed.
I watch her lay awake at night and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her to help her understand.
But like the sands on the beach that never wash away....
I watch over my surviving mom, who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others....a smile of disguise.
My mom tries to cope with death to keep my memory alive.
but anyone who knows her knows it is her way to survive.
As I watch my mom through Heaven's open door,
I try to tell her that angels protect me for evermore.
So if you get a chance, go visit her...and show her that you care.
For no matter what she says...no matter what she feels,
My surviving mom has a broken heart that time won't ever heal~!
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