The world knew him as a worker. I knew him as my world. 💔 He built Changi Airport Group with his hands… but he built our family with his heart. Papa, not a day goes by that I don’t think of you. Your hands were rough from work but your heart was always soft with love. Even though you left us almost a decade, your voice, your laughter and your quiet strength still echo in my heart. We didn’t have much growing up: just a small rental flat. Because love, not luxury, filled our home. You gave me the best of everything, even when you had nothing. I saw how tired you were but you never once let us see you break. You carried your worries in silence, your pain behind that shy smile… and your love in everything you did. 🕊️ Even in pain, you still smiled. Even when dying, you still cared. Then the illness came, I prayed day and night. I knew you were fighting your hardest but you still found ways to make Mama laugh: that same soft chuckle that melted her heart for decades. You didn’t need words to say I love you. You showed it, every single day. Every man can be a father, but it takes someone truly special to be a Daddy like you. No complaints. No temper. No ego. Just quiet strength, gentle love and deep respect for Mummy. You were and still are: a true gentleman. Before you left this world, I told you, “I will make you proud.” And Papa, I’ve tried. ************************** I started my own business to help others just like you. To find jobs for people, to help companies find talents and to find talents working together with shared values, aspirations and purposes. When I'm not at work, I share to fight addictions, to find light again for others. Every talk I give, every person I help, I do it with your name in my heart. Today, I have six beautiful children! Yes, your six grandchildren. Sometimes, when they laugh… I hear your voice in their joy. When they hold my hand, I remember how you once held mine. 🌤️ “How I wish you were here, But I know you’re watching from above.. Smiling that same shy smile, Blessing us quietly, just like you always did. Papa, thank you for everything. For your sacrifices. For your strength. For loving Mama deeply, madly and endlessly. The greatest inheritance you left me wasn’t money: it was love, humility, and strength Your legacy doesn’t just live on in our memories.. It lives on in who we’ve become. ❤️