Gift

Sometimes, it really doesn't matter how ugly the gift may seem to us but if the receiver love the gift, that's what matters most is it?? Hahaha!!! For me, I am often stuck in a dilemma when I shop for a gift - Should I get it in a design that my friend like or should I get something I like?

Life is indeed full of choices! What to have for breakfast, lunch and dinner? Should I bathe now or later? What time should I have my dinner? What time should I pop by the hospital today? Should I sleep just a little while more? Should I take the train or the bus?

Today, I am blessed by a colleague who gave me a book entitled "Celebrating Hope" by the Singapore National Stroke Association (SNSA). In the book are real life stories of stroke survivors and caregivers. As I was on my way back home from training, I opened up my gift (in a crowded train) like a little gal and started reading excitedly. Then it suddenly hit me that my previous lecturer is the President of SNSA. She was a great influence in my life back then. She appeared in an article in IMPACT magazine on how God has been her healer and comforter when she was struck by Stroke. I was embarrassed when a few train riders started staring at me. Then I realized that "Oh! I teared.." Some stories in it is really touching. It helped me understand and prepare me for what is ahead. It helped me appreciate my dad and thank God more.

I feel that as much as caregivers' life has taken a drastic change, nothing is worse than the victim of Stroke. It affects the entire life. For some, they may even have to go back to the basics of learning how to crawl! I have had seen it happen to a friend of around my age and I see how upset he had been and how frustrating it could be as the recovery is slow - Very slow. I think, my dad would have more or less go through the various stage of emotions too. For the past 5 weeks, I really wanna commend on how well my dad fought for his life despite all odds. He has fought a fierce battle and he is still fighting and I really commend him for that! I would believe that for his age, it is a tiring battle. Yet, he chose NOT to give up. And guess what? He told me "There is no doubt that you are praying for me." an answer to my statement "Daddy, don't worry, friends and I are always praying for you."

I believe that God's hand is definitely in it! Keep up daddy! We are with you in this!

Psalms 34:8 "Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him."