Alright...after all the Jam and speeding and redlights...

I managed to reach office in one piece..work as usual...

Today is the first time I saw my dad's face...
really really sad face...
For the past few months I have been hearing him out, his thoughts and struggles...
There is nothing much I can do to help other than being a good boy and listen to him and spend more time with him, at home. I know what he is facing. I know the situation at home and at work...I know how others behaved in ways that hurt him. I know because I felt it too...I can see. I can hear..but that is just how "human management " is...tough and painful..

SK once told us that Life is ALWAYS about choices..there is no such thing as no choice..there is only difficult choices and easy choices. My dad is facing many difficult choices..till today..for so long he has been trying to bring everyone in the family together..working hard to give a good life to us, at the same time helping others, sisters and brothers..but somehow...things just seems to get worst each day...Its quite the adult thing...so "little kids" like us have not much say. My dad asked me "How? tell me what to do?" I seriously don't even know too...the choices are difficult.

Went to the hospital to visit my dad's old friend. I have seen him many time. He is the insurance guy. Most of our insurances, he settle for us. He was once big and tall, fair but healthy. I almost cant recognise him today. I saw him two months ago I think or 3..he was still alright, just that he was bald due to chemotherapy. Now... he is lying in the bed...waiting as life lips away...He is so much smaller size than me now..so fragile..He cant speak nor eat. It felt as if I will break his hand if I shake hand with him..really..I know his story. He is rich. really rich. But what is the point he told us before. I have no use for them or rather I have used most of them for treatment instead of having a good life.
My dad told me a few time too...He maybe rich...but he is not happy at all.

Yup that is the face of my dad today..
the face that shows "no hope"

I still smile now...for one reason.
He is strong..
He never say he wanted to give up. I know he will continue to do his best and do whatever he can. That is just so him.

So as his son, I cant be so weak right? hahah=P

Our God is strong, He is our Strength. He never give up even if He faces the most difficult choice. To send His son to die for us. Thats How strong His love for us is. We are weak in nature. we get tired. we lose hope..But there is still a reason for us not to give up.




ahquan------How great is our God.

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