This time last year, I was in Singapore as Mummy was in hospital. At 1858 hours today, it will be exactly a year since she took her last breath.

In her memory, we have put together a photobook,capturing her life from a little girl, to the time she met Daddy at 15 and ultimately in what I believe were here happiest days, as a grandmother.
It was a difficult project, as it brought back all the tears. But it was worthwhile and a good way to keep our memories of her alive. But more so for the younger kids to know her since they did not really have that chance.
Mummy, you are in our thoughts always and I still wait to hear your voice again. And that laughter of yours, which I really miss.