Between Lord and Dad
He always a strong man to me.
When I was young, I feel that he was so tall, huge and man.
When I am still a little girl, I always love to manja on him, lay on his strong tummy and fall asleep.
Laying on him, I feel so comfort and secure. That’s why I am easily fall asleep when he was around me.
He loves to bring me go singing with his friend.
My first stage performance is when I was 3 years old.
He have very nice vocal. I guess that is what I get from him.
I once dreamed to be a singer that’s why I told mum to send me for piano class.
He have very high expectation on me.
He taught me to be a strong sister to my younger baby.
He told me that I have to take care my mother and my sister.
He taught me if there is a hurdle in front of my path, all I need to do is cross over it without fears.
But
I am afraid I disappointed him so much.
I never as strong as he expected.
I am weak and broken.
And as he was now laying on the bed, no more the strong man I used to know.
Battling for his last breath with all the pain around him.
He is getting weaker and weaker.
I realised that I’ve grown as tall as him.
After 23 years, I was holding his hand to walk with him like he used to catch me when I am still the little girl.
” Daddy, do you feel very pain? “
” Nope, I will be fine……”
This room is too silence and full of sorrow…
” Girl, Remember to stay strong….”
” Daddy, I will…..”
Lord, may you ease the pain of Dad.
If bringing him away from us will ease his pain, please do it softly….
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Joyline, be strong … you can make it!
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Good luck to you! Stay positive and strong!
Joyline,
You’re a tough, cheerful and very nice girl. You can make it through, you’re not alone.
be strong girl…
you are strong…when you believe!