This is also written in my livejournal account with the same username :)
You were 3900 grams when you were born, your head was quiet big and your neck was very unstable. You got sick very often. Your ears got painful each time you had a fever. You had heat cramp in the midnight and we had to rush you to the emergency hospital. You didn’t suffer from any big sickness after you enter the primary school, and you were playing just like other healthy kids. I can see that you’re learning the way to communicate with others, the rule of this society even when you’re playing. But during your secondary school, the doctor said there’s an abnormality in your heart during examination. I feel that it may be caused by the mumps you had during the summer we went to the sea, and I feel sorry about it. And now that you are healthy, no problem with your heart, at least I feel relieved. I always pray for your good health since I wasn’t able to take good care of you now. I know a lot of people love you; a lot of people were taking care of you. Never ever forget about this.
I folded her letter gently and put it back to the yellow envelop with a seal of heart. The only response I can give is my deep and shallow sigh. The silence inside my room reminds me of her. I slowly close my eyes
I am still confused why she was so fascinated with the idea of music. I continue to attend that music class until I reached the secondary school. She was no longer accompanied me since she was confident that I am already committing myself into music. But she was wrong. There were times I skipped the class and play baseball with my schoolmates. When she found it out, she got mad at me. Very mad. That was the first time I saw her getting furious in my entire life as if I committed a greater sin. I shouted at her and told her that I rather to choose playing baseball than playing the piano. I do not know how I can understand her. Until, she got down on her knees. Crying and begging me to continue to learn music. She was really into pain. I decided to quit baseball and continue attending the music class.
I didn’t know that you had written such song. You gave me the album before my birthday, but I didn’t listen to it right away. By chance, I happened to listen to it on my actual birthday, and I was surprised. Your fans I know they already heard this song and found themselves admiring their parents more. I’m proud to have such a son