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"You Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet On The Ground,
I'll Be The Wings That Keep Your Heart In The Clouds."



Hi, My name is Chua Hui Hui ♥

I love my Sister very, very much. I like planting kisses on her forehead then watch her smile back at me. The sweetest smile, ever :-)

"I wanna be a flower, not a dirty weed. I wanna smell like roses, not a baseball team."


Saturday, August 29, 2009
Nothing Else Really Matters.




This video left me teary-eyed. Trust me, I can totally relate to Eliot's story. These little precious babies, they can't even express how terrible they feel. And there's just so little we can do to help them feel better except to ask God for healing :'( To be truly honest, The greatest joy of mine comes whenever I manage to pacify my Sister by carrying her around, tickling her little tummy.., sharing my tidbits and patiently watching her eat or sleep. I've always love to see baby sister in my arms. xo