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		<title>To remember or to forget&#8230;&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 16:41:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We don&#8217;t know if we are doing the right thing&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.. But me and my husband thinks this should be the best way for him and for us&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.. 20 years ago, I gave birth to a son, our only son. He had been so chubby and adorable. Myself, being a full time housewife, was there most [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We don&#8217;t know if we are doing the right thing&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..</p>
<p>But me and my husband thinks this should be the best way for him and for us&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..</p>
<p>20 years ago, I gave birth to a son, our only son. He had been so chubby and adorable. Myself, being a full time housewife, was there most of the time watching him grow up. Seeing him walked for the first time, it was the joy of ours. Even his first &#8216;Daddy&#8217; and &#8220;Mummy&#8217;, seems only like yesterday.</p>
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<p>Seeing him through kindergarten, then primary then secondary, slowly our son grew up and grew independent of us.</p>
<p>He has always been a quiet and shy person, so he likes to keep things to himself.</p>
<p>Just when we thought we had shower him with all the love from us, he broke to us the most horrible news a parent would ever wish to hear.</p>
<p>He told us he is a gay. He told us that he likes men, and will never marry a woman.</p>
<p>We wondered where we went wrong. What we did wrong. Has my husband been too busy working, that he lack of a father&#8217;s love balance in the family? We could not find an answer.</p>
<p>It was a shock for my husband. He beated him up seriously. As a mother, of course I still love my son. I shielded him. Though it pains my heart to see my son is a gay, it pains my heart even more to see him beaten up.</p>
<p>Their father and son relationship turned sour. They tried to avoid each other when they are at home. They barely spoke.</p>
<p>Then came the day when we almost lost our son.</p>
<p>He met with an accident.</p>
<p>He was being knocked over by a lorry while crossing a road. The driver was jailed, while our son was left in a coma for almost a month in hospital.</p>
<p>Everyday, we stayed vigilant by his bedside, hoping he will wake up soon and safe. Now, we would rather accept the fact that he is gay, then to lose our son so early. I could see my husband&#8217;s heart also soften and was not as angry with him anymore. But being the stubborn him, he tried to put on a brave front.</p>
<p>We discussed the issue together. That if our son pass through this safely, we shall let him be his own way and not stop him anymore.</p>
<p>Then came another shock yet again.</p>
<p>We were happy for a moment when the day he finally woke up. From joy turn to sorrow, when we realise he could not recognise us at all. He could not even remember who himself was.</p>
<p>The doctor said he had lost his memory, due to the long coma. It could be temporary, or it could be permanent. We find it hard to accept it.</p>
<p>The thing was, our son even forgot that he is a gay, that he likes men. He  never mentioned anything about it anymore ever since he woke up.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s been six months now. We had emigrate to the US and start life anew. Slowly, we try to inject into his mind, that I am his mother, and that he is his father. And he is able to accept it. He could sometimes remember bits of his past, but they were mostly just fading memories. But he really never remember himself being a gay. He is really starting all over again.</p>
<p>Which is why we decided to keep it from him. We had both decided to never mention about it. We&#8217;re not sure if the thing will come back to his head one day, but we just want to have our son for now, once again.</p>
<p>He now have both guy friends and girl friends. Though he does not have any girl he likes now, he also did not show any of his past gay tendency. I really hope he had forgot it.</p>
<p>We as parents, still hope he will like a girl one day and get marry. We can now only watch one step at a time.</p>
<p>We don&#8217;t know if we are doing the right thing. But we hope that one day, if he really were to remember, he will understand why we are doing this. Since he had forgot his past, we want to give him a new life. We just want our son back&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..</p>
<p><span style="color: #ffff00;"><em>Disclaimer : Story is base on fictional character and event. Any similarities to the actual person or event are just purely coincidental. </em></span></p>
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		<title>Sending her off the last time&#8230;&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 15:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>cockroach</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Looking at her lying there, she just looks as if she is just sound asleep. Her beautiful features, that make her look so woman, has always been the envy of us all sistas. No one around her ever knows she is a man. Everything from her looks to her behaviour, there is nothing that will [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Looking at her lying there, she just looks as if she is just sound asleep.</p>
<p>Her beautiful features, that make her look so woman, has always been the envy of us all sistas. No one around her ever knows she is a man. Everything from her looks to her behaviour, there is nothing that will ever let you suspect that she is a man.</p>
<p>She has suffered much in this life. But she had been a strong and independent girl.</p>
<p><span id="more-24"></span>I still remembered on the day that she decided to be a woman, her parents were so angry with her, they drove her out of the house. With nowhere else to go, I took her in.</p>
<p>Her  days in the army must have been the worst in her life. In the day, she has to report for camp from 8 to 5. And at night, she goes to work at Changi&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.All these, just because she could quickly save up the money to go overseas to study right after her army.</p>
<p>I really don&#8217;t know how she manage to pass through those days, with just 3 to 4 hours of sleep everyday after camp, then going to work till the wee hours before reporting to camp again.</p>
<p>But her hard work paid off. Straight after she completed her army, she flew off to further her studies, with all the money that she had save hard. She had planned to carry on working a part time job while studying, to earn and save up money for her operation.</p>
<p>Through these years, she never got in contact with her family anymore. But I could tell that she still misses them. She never shed a tear. She was a strong girl.</p>
<p>It was even sad that her life had to end in such a tragic way&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;</p>
<p>Her body had been flew back just yesterday morning. Looking at how that auntie cried her hearts out, I guessed that should be her mum. I don&#8217;t seem to see her dad around. I don&#8217;t know why. Maybe he is still angry with her?</p>
<p>I was shocked myself when I receive the news too. At the same time, i was angry with the killer. I hope they will nab him soon. He had been s ruthless, so cruel.</p>
<p>3 days ago, she was still well and alive, chatting with me on MSN. I can&#8217;t believe she is gone now.</p>
<p>She was returning from work one evening when she was being dragged into a backlane. The robber must have been attracted by her beauty and attempted to rape her. She may have been alive today  if she  is already sex change. It was because that she is still a man that she was murdered. She was killed by the robber after he realised that she is a man. Doe he hate transgender so much? Something has to be done with these hate crimes. And she may still be alive today&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.</p>
<p>Sending her off on the last trip, her life was never a smooth one. I believe she will be happy if she knew that her mum was here  to see her the last time. At least, maybe she do not have to suffer so much anymore from now on. And hopefully, she may fulfill her dreams of being a real woman in her next life&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..</p>
<p><span style="color: #ff9900;"><em>Disclaimer : Fiction by mscholor. Story is base on fictional character and event. Any similarities to the actual person or event are just purely coincidental. </em></span></p>
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