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	<title>Terryaki 照り焼き &#187; My Mum</title>
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		<title>Maybe God has better plans</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2009 17:59:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today, I witness an amazing bond that a mum and son shares. I can&#8217;t help but feel a little touched, and a little sad.
I hope you&#8217;re in a better place. 

With love,
Your dearest son
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today, I witness an amazing bond that a mum and son shares. I can&#8217;t help but feel a little touched, and a little sad.</p>
<p>I hope you&#8217;re in a better place. </p>
<p><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3639/3471526048_1b67a0dd70_o.jpg" alt="" /></p>
<p>With love,<br />
Your dearest son</p>
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		<title>365 days and counting</title>
		<link>http://www.terryaki.net/archives/230</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2007 11:26:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Terryaki</dc:creator>
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If I could get another chance
Another walk, another dance with her
Id play a song that would never, ever end
How Id love, love, love to dance with my mother again

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<blockquote><p>If I could get another chance<br />
Another walk, another dance with her<br />
Id play a song that would never, ever end<br />
How Id love, love, love to dance with my mother again</p></blockquote>
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		<title>Her Birthday</title>
		<link>http://www.terryaki.net/archives/196</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2007 17:48:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My mum kept the perfume which I gave it to her on her birthday fourteen years ago.  When I was a child, I would slide a birthday card underneath her bedroom&#8217;s door and the house would be decorated before she got out of bed.
Time flies. I can&#8217;t remember when I stopped doing those things. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My mum kept the perfume which I gave it to her on her birthday fourteen years ago.  When I was a child, I would slide a <a href="http://www.terryaki.net/?p=109">birthday</a> card underneath her bedroom&#8217;s door and the house would be decorated before she got out of bed.</p>
<p>Time flies. I can&#8217;t remember when I stopped doing those things. When was the last time I gave her a present?</p>
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		<title>A Glimpse Of My Mum</title>
		<link>http://www.terryaki.net/archives/193</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2007 16:11:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Terryaki</dc:creator>
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The lovely bright sparks in the sky. And I still think about her often.
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<p>The lovely bright sparks in the sky. <a href="http://www.terryaki.net/?p=163">And I still think about her often.</a></p>
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		<title>It&#8217;s The Third Day Today</title>
		<link>http://www.terryaki.net/archives/188</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2007 15:25:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Terryaki</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I feel incomplete.  Only when it is gone do you realise how much you took it for granted all this while. 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I feel incomplete.  Only when it is gone do you realise how much you took it for granted all this while. </p>
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		<title>She Was Brave</title>
		<link>http://www.terryaki.net/archives/179</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 16:58:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Terryaki</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I remember my mum when she was dying. She couldn&#8217;t speak and she was all shrunk up and weak. I wasn&#8217;t sure if she was conscious or could even hear us. When her breathing got heavier and slower, we heard her whimper, like a faintly dying echo.  We did not know that was the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember my mum when she was dying. She couldn&#8217;t speak and she was all shrunk up and weak. I wasn&#8217;t sure if she was conscious or could even hear us. When her breathing got heavier and slower, we heard her whimper, like a faintly dying echo.  We did not know that was the last goodbye.  We did not know that was the last few minutes of her life.</p>
<p>I wonder how she felt when she knew that the breathe then was the last one she&#8217;s ever gonna drawn. I wonder what her last words were. I wonder if she miss us.</p>
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		<title>A Dream So Dear</title>
		<link>http://www.terryaki.net/archives/173</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 16:32:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Terryaki</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It is very strange that communication with the deceased can be established in the dream state.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It is very strange that communication with the deceased can be established in the dream state.</p>
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		<title>Random Thoughts</title>
		<link>http://www.terryaki.net/archives/180</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Nov 2006 15:41:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Terryaki</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[So this is my 9th day at work and I have suddenly developed the phobia of being in touch with the pc. And now I find myself trying to avoid using much of my brain juice when I&#8217;m not at work. I also think that I&#8217;m having many of those days when my thoughts didn&#8217;t [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So this is my 9th day at work and I have suddenly developed the phobia of being in touch with the pc. And now I find myself trying to avoid using much of my brain juice when I&#8217;m not at work. I also think that I&#8217;m having many of those days when my thoughts didn&#8217;t come out right. Maybe I should step back, observe and learn how to articulate my thoughts properly. </p>
<p>I miss my mum still, more than I have ever imagined. I want to feel her, touch her and tell her that I miss her really badly. There are days I miss our little chats so much that I try to close my eyes tight, trying to remember her voice and hear her again.</p>
<p>I wonder how&#8217;s she doing.</p>
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		<title>Thank you, Mum</title>
		<link>http://www.terryaki.net/archives/169</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Oct 2006 17:22:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Terryaki</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I returned from camp today and I felt my wallet weighed a little heavier. It could be that pink card. However, I thought it was an irony of fate that I had to surrender my beloved mum&#8217;s pink card when I&#8217;ve gotten mine back.
Many good friends provided comfort and stood by me during this time. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I returned from camp today and I felt my wallet weighed a little heavier. It could be that pink card. However, I thought it was an irony of fate that I had to surrender my beloved mum&#8217;s pink card when I&#8217;ve gotten mine back.</p>
<p>Many good friends provided comfort and stood by me during this time. I am truly grateful to those who sacrificed and provided assistance during the wake (you know who you are, thank you very much). However, the unavoidable fact of my mum&#8217;s death remains awful and I am still trying to come to terms with the loss. The pain has slowly sunk into my bones and I reckoned there will be much more mourning to come. But surrounding that hard fact, I&#8217;m glad that mum did at least fought bravely and she had done all her love ones proud. On the brighter side, we were all with mum before she slipped away. We had nearly lost her once during May and we should probably be glad that we were given a chance to love my mum just a little more before she was finally taken back again.</p>
<p>I am sure that my mum will be looking down on us, with my grandmother at her side, smiling because we are all together. I will certainly miss my mum but I know her spirit and strength lives on in me. I am much of who I am today because of this great person and she has never been just my mother, but my best friend, guardian angel and my inspiration.</p>
<p>Thank you, mum.</p>
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		<title>14th October, 2006</title>
		<link>http://www.terryaki.net/archives/168</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 00:48:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Terryaki</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mum left us on Saturday evening after a very brave battle with advanced cancer. It was a long hard road the past few months and she had fought bravely.
I&#8217;m very proud of you, Mum.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mum left us on Saturday evening after a very brave battle with advanced cancer. It was a long hard road the past few months and she had fought bravely.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m very proud of you, Mum.</p>
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