Greg, I heard from mother that it’s your 12th day not going home… Where are you? We hope you are ok. If only you have sent yourself to the other side, please be safe. Enjoy your new life in heaven. We’re sure you’re happy….
But if you are still out there, please go home. Your plate is always full with your favorite fish. The bowl is full with clean water. And, your favorite corner is not occupied by anyone else. Yours is still yours.
Greg, we miss you…. I hope you are there for me to hug when I’m home this Idul Fithri. And, Greek is missing you, too. Mom said that Greek was waiting for you everyday near your plate… Come back, boy!
Wherever you are. see you, my dear brother….
Seremban – July 5, 2015 – 6:15pm