Last Sunday, our dearest Kai had a very bad fall at home.
Kai had a deep big cut on his forehead and needed numerous stitches. The open wound. The blood stained shirt. The fright. The cries. We just want to stop thinking about it and concentrate in taking good care of Kai.
Recounting back the incident only bring pain and tears to mummy and papa. The heartache. The heartpain. The ultimate sadness. The paranoid. The sweat.
May Buddha, 观音普萨 and all great deities bless and protect our dear Kai and (of course our dear Xuan jiejie), keep them safe and well, away from all harm and bad luck from now onwards.
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