At first I thought this mysterious lonely Rose to be an imitation. I touched it's petals and realized, "wow! it's real! what's a nice rose like you doing in a place like this?" She was a very thirsty Rose when I found her. So I picked up a container, filled it with water and set on a bookshelf like so.As I started to tell people about the rose incident, all made comments about Brendan sending it to me.
A Blog About My Love, Brendan Lai-Wing Leung (Jan 18, 1976- Feb 7, 2018).
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“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to th...
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“In time, in time they tell me, I'll not feel so bad. I don't want time to heal me. There's a reason I'm like this. I want ...
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Photos of the Northern Lights in Norway always remind me of Brendan. Some believed that the northern lights would wink back if you w...
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Mother's Day Weekend and even the week before Mother's Day was very difficult for me. I was thinking so much about Brendan...
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