His pictures.

Checked my photos, inside my laptop.

Realized that it is so few of them, are actually pictures of my lovely just-passed-away (let's wish again that he is doing fine for where ever he is) father's pictures.

Kind of regret that I didn't throw away my ego, and asked him to took pictures with me,

with my whole family.

Asian guys are all about the same.

Have some sort of what we called "man ego", not always true, but I can see a lot of real life examples.

Girl do have it though.

This eventually make the rest of the pictures become so valuable.

That each of them represents different spot of memory, some big events.

Convocation, wedding dinner, family reunion, birthday celebration and etc.

Glad that he came for my diploma convocation.

Where he smile a little but it is already the whole world of mine.

Despite of having walking problem (suffered leg's pain),

he still came and sent his best wishes in his way,

that I can truly feel.

Because I am his son, for now, and will ever be.

And the one particular picture, which I feel he smile the best,

the best smile that I heart so much,

the kindly smile which I feel this two Chinese characters

are the best illustrator- 慈祥。

In which eventually became the profile photo of him,

putting on the table in front of the coffin,

as his last way of saying good bye.

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Of course, like him, I have a big head too.

:)

A characteristic that I hate so much previously,

but a best gift and gene that will lift up my smile whenever I think of it.