Dearest Aunt Ying
As I write this letter to you,
my heart is filled with love.
Three years had passed but
the memory of you still warms my heart.
You often spoke about the importance of family.
I believe the Christmas lunch party
which you organized each year
was your way of keeping the family together.
And I’m glad your daughters have kept this tradition going.
You once told me that my presence is more important
than the presents under the Christmas tree.
I came, Aunt Ying on Christmas day
though I was a little late.
I felt your presence when I was in your home.
Your presence is felt on every floorboard,
the walls and the lights.
Your voice is echoed through
every room and hallway.
And I hear you still.
You were simple yet elegant.
And you enjoyed the simple things in life,
one who cared not about status or luxury though
you were blessed with a very comfortable life.
You were connected with nature
through your love for gardening.
You need no wi-fi cos
you had found the best connection
in the beauty of your garden.
I had enjoyed those times
just having tea and chatting with you
in your living room.
I miss your wit and your wisdom.
I know you’re at peace now, Aunt Ying
resting in the arms of our dear Lord.
And we shall meet again one day on
the other side of the stars.