Galatians 6:9 "Let's us not become weary in doing good, for ar the proper time we wiull reap a harvest if we do not give up." This verse was spoken to me by Gideon on sat clm. Hmm.this week in fact a lot of pop-ups have been happening..not really the good stuff. Today, after doing duty from 3am to 8am like that, I received an sms from my cousin saying that my dad is in TTSH after suffering from a heart attack. I immediately informed to take a leave off to visit him. On my way there, a lot was running thru my mind. I finally arrived there. As I was looking for my dad among those old and sick faces, there was a glass door that enable me to look thru, my heart was worried. He was in the observation at the coronary care unit, it looks serious. As just outside his bed was a nurse monitoring his condition outside those glass door. When I entered I could see the smile in his face, he was jus having his lunch. We chat. Whenever he mention my mum, it was as though this grudge had been dug so deep in his heart that it is impossible to remove. I tried to do the usual stuff by jus listening then.. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to defend my mother.(it wasn't the most wise thing to do.as the situation applies anw) A heated argument was on, it didn last long thankfully. The conversation ended up to my joining his company as a sale marketer, he said he would buy me a car. This wasn't what I wanted. So many men dunno how to truly love(that includes myself) Afterwards I assisted my dad to pee. It was the least I could do as a son. It felt like the scenes from e book Tuesday with Morrie. jus that it was real this time. After the curtains were drew back, I saw my aunt face, waiting outside those glass door. She jus cried. I felt helpless.. she did the crying for me, I didn know how to express myself. I was afraid to show any weakness to my father whom simply isn't any average Joe. Soon I was confused. My aunt, took out a bottle of herbal drink and I served my dad. His business friend appeared at the door step as well. My aunt took me out and had a chat with me. "Look around, those faces before ur father bed. They all look so old but ur father.. he is jus too young. What about the other kids." which was referring to my stepbrothers. And her eyes were red and tears that rolled down her cheeks. He is jus so strong. My dad drove himself to the hospital despite the fact that his whole left arm was so numb that it couldn't move. As I left the hospital, I saw a venting machine that offered hot milo(something which I love and I know would somehow cheer me up). I took the cup and jus went outside, my mind was blank. I decide to listen to The Stand by hillsong. "Forgiveness is the greatest form of love that one can offer" it takes a bigger man to do that, call me soft hearted but I did. like how my mum showed the example. anw, I'm really thankful for kenneth, thian soon and the others in my shift for offering help and encouragement when they heard news about it