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Wilda

Mom, I miss your smile and the laughter we had while you were here.  I miss our frequent travels to Hong Kong, our shopping and eating out together.  I have not even perfected our favorite Maki soup yet!  I miss hearing you say ‘ya phay chia’ (meaning ‘this does not taste good’) no matter how good the food was.  I feel sad to see that you are no longer sitting on your favorite couch with the TV on while you are reading the daily papers.

 

Although we are all sad that you are not with us anymore, I am glad you are now free of pain and better yet, you are finally home with God.  Give our regards to Papa. 

 

Till we meet again.

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