It's a special Sunday, because it's Dad's birthday!

For 17 years, I haven't really thank my Dad, other than occasional 'manly' hugs when ManU wins. Hahaha, ok let's thank Dad formally.

You worked hard, in providing me with better education, better livings. You didn't restrain anything, you gave me the freedom. Thank God that I'm still the Bryan Lee that I used to be. From young, the first gift I receive from you was a mini red soccer ball, which is still lying in my room now. I'm growing, I didn't express my love and gratitude to you in actions, but deep in my heart, I that Him for blessing me with you, a wonderful Dad. I thank Him for blessing both Mom and yourself.

I hope this birthday celebration is the best that you ever had. I hope you loved the watch I bought for you because it is really from my savings (although all the money is still from you). I promise to grow and not hurt you or Mom (if I had in any way). You're busy all along, maybe only home for twice a month or so, but I know you have to work. Without you, Mom and I wouldn't be living in such a big family, with Maxy, Macy and Sherilyn. With Popo who will nag as usual when I come home late..

I know slogging for years is tiring, but you didn't utter a single word. You worked, you worked, and you worked hard still, for the sake of providing us with a better environment. Your efforts, I appreciate and just to tell you, I love you and you're the man I respect the most, for being able to bring me up with no complaints.

Lord, I thank you once again, for blessing me with an upright Dad and a caring Mom.