Hazel's Magic Lantern ハシバミの幻灯.

Father was hard to speak, much like he was in past month. Mid-night is our secret time only dad and I, I hugged him, kissed him, there are so much more to say, my heart is full, talked to him. and I felt a gentle squeeze from father's hand and our connected.

This photo I took few days ago, his hands : with his own love, wisdom, glory, prayer, pleasure, and happiness....Additionally, it might know many.

We have done our best and will continue to give dad what we can. Let father to continue feel proud of us, take pride in having us as their children and family.

His life is meaningful for giving us what he can and it is even more meaningful as we remember his teaching, his value, his attitude towards life and his mind when dealing with challenges and hardship....all these will last forever as they become part of us.

Time matters not, nor pain, nor death, nor fate as hard as stone. We do not love him less. There's provision in the heart for storing tenderness. Life has no greater gift to give than that with which we're blessing.

With love at our express!


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