Time flying, the hair line is moving back to show off my big forehead. It is inherited from my Father, which is transmitted to my daughter. Fortunately, she can have long forehead hair to cover this family marker and her weakening birth mark.
 
It has been a while since I last time wrote something online. I can not clearly remember what I wrote for my first blog in MSN about 8 or 9 years ago. I did enjoy the format of expressing oneself, especially when I was for my study in Germany. I missed my family, worried about my parents' health and concerned about my friends and colleagues. Time changes everything, getting old but not mature enough. Ready for a marriage? Maybe never, but you can change.

Ready to become a dad? Maybe never fully ready, but you need to nuture her, educate her and protect her. Still remember my first role of defender for my daughter's benefit. While she was under UV light for her jaundice as a premature newborn, the angel moved her eyecover off until we, the fresh parents, found out. No nurse was around, I could not helping complaining and defending my daughter's benefit. The accident turned out to be a lesson for the healthcare system though my angel was not hurt at all.

Three years passed, my tiger princess is turning into a big girl now and starting correct my pronounciations.

Time irons memory in our life and WXC has been a good place to witness these memories. With this short essay, I am recording my memories and learning to follow the way to success.