I miss my family...
I miss my dad.
I miss how he kept repeating the same old story for the 10th time and how I acted as if it was the 1st time I'm hearing it so I will not hurt his feelings.
I miss his cooking and how excited he is about a new recipe that he learned and just can't wait for us to try it.
I miss seeing how much he loves my mom.
I miss my mom.
I miss listening to her trying to convince me that she is fine and I should not worry about her.
I miss her saying goodnight to me before she goes to bed and reminding me to lock the gates and the doors before I go to sleep.
I miss her laksa....the best in the whole of Malaysia for me.
I miss having my mom making sure I am ok...every single day.
I miss my grandma.
I miss repeating my story to her for at least 3 times cos she just refuses to wear those hearing aids.
I miss going to the market with her and trust me, her bargaining skill is second to none.
I miss just sleeping beside her.
I miss my sister....Hanim.
I miss watching all those Korean and Japanese dramas with her...and making sure ASTRO is always at channel 303.
I miss seeing her going insane in a book shop....20 books bought in 1 visit.
I miss how generous she is...no questions asked when you needed help.
I miss my brother....Razi.
I miss the silence we shared when we sit together.
I miss that very hairy and zebra interior car he have and driving it makes me think of Africa.
I miss watching him becoming a good husband and father.
I miss my lil brother....Iwan.
I miss borrowing his PSP...hehehehehe
I miss seeing him become the genius IT expert in the house....he just know what to do or crack or download to make your IT world a pleasant one.
I miss him sharing his stories.
I miss my lil sista...Yaya.
I miss making her life a living hell with my pranks and jokes.
I miss seeing her being the evil and very angry auntie when the nephews turned from cute nephews into lil monsters.
I miss having someone to share my crazy and sometimes weird jokes.
I miss Arwah Kak Sima.
I miss her laughter when I teased her
I miss seeing her around the house and forgot to just sit down and take a break.
We miss her and how we thank Allah SWT for bringing her into our family.
I miss my family...
Only Allah SWT knows how much I miss them.
I don't get to see them every day and to think that I might not get a chance to see them....scares me.
I have a wonderful wife whom I love and I am thankful for that but she understands the need to have your own family around you sometimes. My family is not perfect but no one else can replace them.
I miss my family....I love my family.
I miss my dad.
I miss how he kept repeating the same old story for the 10th time and how I acted as if it was the 1st time I'm hearing it so I will not hurt his feelings.
I miss his cooking and how excited he is about a new recipe that he learned and just can't wait for us to try it.
I miss seeing how much he loves my mom.
I miss my mom.
I miss listening to her trying to convince me that she is fine and I should not worry about her.
I miss her saying goodnight to me before she goes to bed and reminding me to lock the gates and the doors before I go to sleep.
I miss her laksa....the best in the whole of Malaysia for me.
I miss having my mom making sure I am ok...every single day.
I miss my grandma.
I miss repeating my story to her for at least 3 times cos she just refuses to wear those hearing aids.
I miss going to the market with her and trust me, her bargaining skill is second to none.
I miss just sleeping beside her.
I miss my sister....Hanim.
I miss watching all those Korean and Japanese dramas with her...and making sure ASTRO is always at channel 303.
I miss seeing her going insane in a book shop....20 books bought in 1 visit.
I miss how generous she is...no questions asked when you needed help.
I miss my brother....Razi.
I miss the silence we shared when we sit together.
I miss that very hairy and zebra interior car he have and driving it makes me think of Africa.
I miss watching him becoming a good husband and father.
I miss my lil brother....Iwan.
I miss borrowing his PSP...hehehehehe
I miss seeing him become the genius IT expert in the house....he just know what to do or crack or download to make your IT world a pleasant one.
I miss him sharing his stories.
I miss my lil sista...Yaya.
I miss making her life a living hell with my pranks and jokes.
I miss seeing her being the evil and very angry auntie when the nephews turned from cute nephews into lil monsters.
I miss having someone to share my crazy and sometimes weird jokes.
I miss Arwah Kak Sima.
I miss her laughter when I teased her
I miss seeing her around the house and forgot to just sit down and take a break.
We miss her and how we thank Allah SWT for bringing her into our family.
I miss my family...
Only Allah SWT knows how much I miss them.
I don't get to see them every day and to think that I might not get a chance to see them....scares me.
I have a wonderful wife whom I love and I am thankful for that but she understands the need to have your own family around you sometimes. My family is not perfect but no one else can replace them.
I miss my family....I love my family.