We miss you, but we are happy for you being in an amazingly wonderful place with Jesus, Dad, and your father, and others you missed. Numerous precious memories are far beyond what pictures could have taken, and they will be imprinted in our minds and hearts. No worry about not being able to organize them all. You tried so hard to keep and organize them even when you needed to organize your house, moving with Dad to assistant living.
You loved to take pictures to keep and share the wonderful moments we were together. Now, you are eternally young and beautiful. Mom, in your last birthday, we joked again on your age… We agreed that you became younger each year until you turned 12 years old. You listen to us, and praying for our needs. You always keep us keeping me updated on them when we talk.
#KEVIN HART LAUGH AT MY PAIN DYKAN BERRY HOW TO#
Talking about love, I recall you were always teaching someone how to drive when I was in graduate school – OMG, teaching Asians driving, you were so brave!! I wished you were teaching me when I got mad at David for being an impatient teacher. Maybe your other children can share it with me. Sorry that I wrote down but misplaced it. Remember we asked you to apply for patent for Clarice’s Salad? You shared with us your patterned recipe. As of today, your foods have been the BEST American foods we have ever had. Only God knows how many delicious meals you prepared for your children and spiritual children. You never stopped pouring out your love to all your children and spiritual children via both actions and words. Mom, your heart was so big, overflowing with the unconditional love of Jesus. You feel that you are smiling at us from Heaven right now? Mom, did I tell you how glowing and beautify your smile was and how contagious was your joy? Gary sent us the picture of you holding the book “Heaven is Real.” Your bright smile in the picture touched David and me to tears. Rather than getting overwhelmed and stuck, I will just write as if I am chatting with you from earth to heaven, just as we were chatting over the phone. Mom, I have too many precious memories of you to write down.