25/05/2026
Something I thought was small that we did last week had YM in his feelings the entire time, he still hasn’t recovered. 🙈🙈
Last week was his birthday. Honestly, I didn’t have the energy for any preparation like I used to, work has been hectic with restructuring at Moppet Foods and all. But I just didn’t want to simply say “hey, happy birthday,” because I know he always makes an effort for mine.
I know his office and their subsidiary usually give him cake. In fact, I wanted to do a food tray, but then he video-called me at work and his office had already ordered lots of food trays, and multiple cakes. I said, “Ahh, let me save my money then.”
I just decided to buy muffins. The children love muffins, so I knew they would choose them over cake. I got home, called the children, and said, “Today is your daddy’s birthday, and we don’t have time to go out now, but I want us to have a small birthday party for him here, with muffins.” 🙈🙈🙈 They both shouted, “Yay, yay!”
So I said, “This is how it’s going to go, we have to start now and remember all the things Daddy does that we like. Everyone will talk about the things he does, thank him for them, then pray for him. You must say everything, because if you forget, he might not do it again, right?”
They both agreed. Honestly, nothing prepared me for the eulogies these kids are capable of.
We started with Sema. That girl went all out, she talked about things her dad did when she was just 2. She talked about how her dad walked into her nursery graduation and bought her a bouquet, she said she was the only one whose Dad brought bouquet that day, and she felt so proud. She talked about how her dad comes in at night to stare at her, and how she feels like he’s always protecting her.
The moment became so emotional, YM started tearing up. I kept saying, “It’s okay, it’s okay.”
When it got to little Boo’s turn, that boy went all out too. He was even asking, “Daddy, do you remember when I hit my head and I thought you were go