PUBLIC MARKS with tags family & love

[wednesday, 08 december 2004] Hiu yeung, [....] gave me a disc which showed the last class of the self-defense course. I have just finished watching it and found it quite interesting. I am especially happy when I see you in the video as I haven't seen you

[sunday, 13 february 2005] 我 不 想 回 去

[tuesday, 12 april 2005] hi daddy if you're reading this just want you to know i'm missing you loads and mommy too i miss everyone at home....

[sunday, 08 may 2005] we are but tiny dolls bursting with life... "It's not we who come into the world, but the world that comes to us. To be born is the same as to be given the whole world as a gift." ~ Jostein Gaarder to the one who gave me birth -- hap

[sunday, 12 june 2005] happy fathers' day! i love you daddy.... it was all unplanned...but during the 2.5 hours we: # met 周杰倫 in new century plaza!!! he's soooo ying.... bumped into Winnie Chiu who's buying a camera!!! she taught me maths but i neve

[monday, 08 august 2005] finally done! thanks to the help of bonnie (the 揀科 expert), maureen (for telling me about the stupid draft timetable which is helpful but inaccurate), eddy (for the info of UG3a), natalie (for waking me up..haha) and donna (fo

It is what it is. For all the lonely times you may have in the years ahead, know we will be doing everything we can to saturate your life with the comraderie of others. For the times when there will only be your parents on the other side of the dinner table, know that we will do everything in our power to expand your view of your world. No, this wasn't the original plan. But that doesn't mean that the reality will be any less amazing. If ever there was a child who was dreamed of, and then came true - it was you. You are loved, you are enough, we are enough. We are a family.

The people in white coats rubbed you, measured you, and wrapped you cozy in a blanket. Then your dad grabbed you up. I was almost able to register your birth before falling into the black place. Your dad held you militantly at my side. The hovering white coats, eager to finish their protocols, just had to wait until I was stable before your dad consented to leave my side. Because, he was never about to leave yours. Hours later, when I woke up in Recovery, your dad brought you to me again. Finally, we met. I smelled you and touched you and memorized your face. It was primal, instinct, necessary. We imprinted on each other. For a long, long time the three of us rested on that bed together quietly, the way we still do so often, as a family. It was the beginning.