Day 138 (Monday, 21st August 2006): The weekend was a busy one. On Saturday, we were invited by my buddies Lucas and Alexia to take a stroll around the lower Pierce Reservoir park. It was a cool and relaxing walk. From the quiet concentration of the weekend anglers, to the languid lovers lying on their picnic mats, there was an air of laziness that permeated the calm surroundings. Everyone felt so at ease. The diffuse orange sun nestling closer towards the trees in the horizon, was particularly delightful to watch. Lucas was mummy's Godson. She would have been so thrilled to see him all grown up now. Lucas told papa that as he grows older, he wants to grow so tall that he can reach Heaven and give mummy a big hug. Papa was amused at his sweet and loving innocence. After a very pleasant time spent with Lucas and Alexia, we rounded the evening off with a hearty dinner.

My cousin Noah celebrated his first birthday on Sunday. He organised a lunch party that afternoon. The food was delicious according to papa. But I didn't really appreciate the din of the crowd. It made me agitated and fretful. Grandma Dot and Grandpa Ben were there too. Feelings of anxious anticipation soon dissolved into quiet sighs of relief. Grandma was in a calm and conciliatory mood. She carried me and even tried feeding me for the first time. Grandpa looked on with a thankful heart. Papa is sure that there were grateful tears shed in Heaven that afternoon. The healing has begun.

It was also my 'Godsister' Andrea's birthday on Sunday. She turned eleven. Mummy was her Godma, and more. She was her piano teacher, maths tutor, mentor and role model. Andrea loved her very very much. Papa says that much has been lost between them. Mummy had so much more to share with her, as with all of us. Andrea has always had a talent for art and drawing. Papa says that it was the only way in which she could express her immense sorrow immediately after mummy's passing. Her drawings exuded more grief and love than even the most powerful words written. Mummy would have been very touched by her artistic eloquence. Andrea should take comfort that she will always hold a special place in mummy's heart wherever she may be.

Dearest Mummy, your loss continues to be felt in so many ways by so many people. I pray that you continue to try and comfort our broken hearts, and that our grief may be soothed with the passing of time. We love and miss you very much.