I am grateful for having him.
Many times I get incensed or enraged by him.
Many times I get hurt over his insensitivity.
Many times I get angry at him.
But many times, I am grateful for having him.
He has been plying up and down to Marine Parade co-ordinating on the renovation works and waking up fairly early in the morning over the weekends. He goes over early to the new house, buys packets of coffees for my cousins (but they turned up late). He is always thinking of others.
That evening, I saw that he looked tired. Oh. And he still took the time to do my laundry. I ran out of shorts to wear,, I had to borrow his. And he quickly did the laundry in-between takes.
He sent me to the hotel where I attended the wedding dinner and he waited around, went for his dinner and waited for me.
We have quite a bit of fun sometimes.
We started calling ourselves "Kiki Daddy" & "Kiki Mommy".
I asked him to take some pictures for Kiki Mommy (me),, and so he snapped away.
Then he asked, "How about Kiki Daddy?"
And so I snapped a picture of him. Half dressed but all game.
And so ladies & gentlemen, this is Kiki's Daddy.
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