My father loved to eat, and he loved to travel. He could not afford to travel before he grew old. After I started working, I brought him to visit many major cities in China. In 2007, my father had a major operation to remove a cancer tumor from his stomach. I promised to bring him to a cruise through the Yangtze river after he recovered. He fully recovered after a few months, but he could not walk long distances. I had to bring the wheelchair to the Yangtze river cruise. It was a big challenge for me because I was traveling alone with him.
His final journey with me was on 24 July 2009. I carried his ashes from the Mandai Crematorium to his final resting place, Nirvana Memorial at Choa Chu Kang. As I traveled on the van, holding the urn containing his ashes on my lap, the driver reminded me to call out to my father whenever we had to cross a bridge. This was the most heartbreaking journey in my life.