This post is for my brother, age 22 going on 23 in Nov.

I started living with him when he was 4 and a half.
Its nearing 18 years now.

Today he flew off to Korea.
He wont be back till 41days later, if i didnt get the date wrong.

I am missing him already.
I wonder if i will ever have the courage to say to him, "I miss you Kor", or "I love you Kor."

My love for my brother is one that is spoken through actions, rather than words.
It is not one that is filled with crazy fun and laughter, but one that there is assurance and peace.

I value each hug i have with him, i can count them all with my fingers.
Each hug speak so much that is between us.

I thought about this last year, and i still believe it this year.
Silence is Speech.

Kor see the silences between us not as breakages in talking,
but as communication that speaks in subtle ways.


Joy Lau, Cheryl Tan, Nat Yeo, thanks for all the prayers.
Your prayers have been answered.

For i find myself saying,

With Love,
Your dearest little Brother.








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