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So in honor of life, I give to you,
the visual diary of blah




I sat close upon her and watched, capturing her every single move.
The tender way she manage him, the love and pain embedded within.

It was then when I finally realised.
The birth of a woman isn't when she hits thirty -
It is when she becomes a mother, a wife
Giving love, and giving it so selflessly.

Looking into the reflection, I saw my dad.
From his weary semblance I recognise -
My number 1 role model is getting old.
I just love living in denial when it comes to you.

The 2 Buddhas in the family.