Letter to you

Hey Az, you’re now 16 months old. I measured you the other day and you stood 81cm. As your aunt Peggy said, your adult height will be twice that when you’re 18 months old. Guess I’ll know the truth of this theory when you’re 18 years old.

You learn so quickly. I’m simply amazed at your Vietnamese…counting from 1 to 10, and other words that I don’t even know,but now I do, thru learning from you.

You call me ‘Dada’, and laugh when you call me ‘BB’. You’re actually making jokes at 16 months old. Don’t ever change that. From the day you were born, I know you’re a happy child…bringing happiness to people around you. No one taught this to you, it’s a gift. I’m writing this little thing about you coz one day, when you’re much older, when I tell you about your childhood, you know it’s something we’ve shared before. Or, if dada loses his memory, this will serve as a reminder of the joy you’ve given me.

Oh, one more thing. You tire everyone out. Your boundless energy is so infectious though. Everyone just seems to be more lively around you.

Ok, just a few words to let you know a little about you when you’re a toddler. Dada will try and write more over the course of your growing up.

Dada loves you heaps, and so does everyone around you. Muuaak.

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Om

Chained be the (wo)man
And mute be him(her) too
But not the thoughts
That flourish from the soul

The ears that seek
The eyes that speak
Trust them so, trust them so
They don’t lie, truth be told

Look not outside for glory
But find within, your story
For the journey you take
The tale becomes the legacy