Another story was read tonight.
Once again my eyes are watery.
Sometimes I would weep till falling asleep.
It's too touching,
it makes me want to read even more.
But I control myself to read one only every night.
Though I feel bad and guilty of myself after that.
I'm not ready for that moment to come.
Hope God will give him more time,
and give me more time,
to be able to express my feelings loudly,
of how grateful and lucky I am to have such a parent.
He's the best of all the best.