What moves through us is a silence, a quiet sadness, a longing for one more day, one more word, one more touch, we may not understand why you left us so soon, or why you left before we were ready to say good-bye, but little, we begin to remember not just that you died, but that you lived. And that your life gave us memories too beautiful to forget. God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be. So He put His arms around you and whispered "come to me." With tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you pass away. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hardworking hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best! From: The Malaysian Team - October 2009