Yes, the youngest seed, born in the morning of 2 November 1994 is now a year older. I remember the morning I woke up. It was still pitch dark and I was told that Daddy has sent Mummy to the hospital. A baby is to be born!!

Of course, Mummy was disappointed that it was a baby girl, but I believe that God has a better plan. He knows best.

Well, we were estatic. We decorated the baby cot with stuffed toys all over to greet the baby. We did not know what to call her, so we called her ‘baby’. We went through the list of names to name this youngest sister of ours. We ended up calling her something that means ‘cascade of water’.

When she was 2 months old, I was holding her. I dropped her on the cement floor of the garage. I thought it was the end of the world.

Well, the baby who fell on the cement floor is now 14 years old. 14 full years.