father and daughter
My dad

2015 Father’s Day

Not until now do I, in earnest, make myself believe that you had left me when all along I have stubbornly kept telling myself that you would not go far or long and would come back soon! Dad, you had spoken volumes for the truth – explicitly telling me that truth is so unrivaled as to teach us to face rather than shirk, and the truth is so real that it has made us realize that we are unable to lie. As though painful as it is to think of you, it is nonetheless a joy to me and every time I would spare no tears when doing it.
Today is Father’s Day, and a feeling of the torment of losing you has seethed to such an extent that I am tempted to become a magician showing my stuff, conjuring you out of a box, and letting me hug you forever not allowing you to go. In the past, I had not taken each Father’s Day seriously and today I deserve such a pang of regret.
To atone to you and my broken heart, I repose in seeing you every night in my dreams. Yeah, in my dreams there is a heaven, a place comfortable for you and me to meet again, laughing and crying, and in particular saying to you I love you and I badly miss you and – how desperate I am to have you on Father’s Day!
On his fourth day lying in bed, Father began to be able to move his body slowly and successfully got out of bed to a chair—of course, with enormous help from the nurses. When I saw him this afternoon, he sat on the chair, gazing out through the broad and seemingly seamless window at the stunning view. At first, I thought he was enjoying the view, only to learn what he was thinking afterward. . .  However, Father, as if opening up a topic, talked with me this time about some of his feelings about the past few days. ‘Lying in bed and being unable to move even a little bit was a lot more painful than death.’ He said. Truly, he was tied somewhere to the bed for the first two days right after the operation to prevent him from moving lest any move should reopen the wounds the operation had done. ‘Unable to turn my body from side to side, I felt my back severely burnt,’ Father recounted.

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Judy Cheng

by CHENG 
Hello friends, I am from Hong Kong, living there and having decent education there. I am a mother of two sons and I work as a veteran counselor at a fully fledgling marital introduction company. I like to share with people some tougher experiences in the area of human relationships, marriage in particular. I find human nature is a mixed blessing. While we are bestowed upon enjoying the advantages of it, we can also flee the disadvantages of it. How? I will tell you in my books and blogs.
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