Some 80 years ago, on Nov 30 1929...my father Andrew Bernard Carvalho came into this world...and I thank God for that coz I would not be here enjoying life in its abundance if not for his existence.
To mark the occasion, we threw him a birthday dinner on the Saturday of Nov 28 instead as it meant that more close relatives could attend it. It was a simple yet meaningful gathering that made me appreciate the diversity of my roots and background. There was the Eurasian and Baba-Nyonya side of the family that also included Malay, Indonesian and Indian mix amongst my relatives.
'Papa' as I knew him as a child, 'Pops' when growing up as a young man and now playfully call him by his name 'Andrew'. He is not only my father but also my friend and mentor. He thought me about God, the value of life's principles and the power of positive encouragement. As a person, he had his flaws but they are greatly outweighed by his gentleness, generosity and love. I am in debt to him most of all for the love he had and still gives.
I know that Andrew will one day pass on. When that day comes, my human side will mourn dearly the loss of a friend, mentor and father. Yet, deep inside...part of me will be glad to know that Andrew had kept the faith and ran life's race as best. I only pray that he will receive the reward of everlasting life and peace that God had promised His servant.
To the man who survived the hardships of war...the man who taught me the joy of music and instilling the spirit of adventure...to the man who taught me about love and life....I dedicate this post to that man...my father.
To None I Wish Ill But To All I Wish Peace and Love.
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