reunited.the true reunion that i've been secretly anticipating had finally come true.My sis and i met up with dad on 17th feb. it was a meeting i didn't expect.i thought i would never get to see dad again....Meeting him once again after so long... i just felt blessed.afterall i thought i had lost my daddy.the daddy i once knew.thank God, i havent really lost daddy.. i was just separated.I am immensely grateful for this reunion... cos i dunno when i'll see dad again.he has not changed...always buying us food. durians. bringing us to eat crabs. i know he did just for us. he knows we'll like them.all so familar. if it wasnt for the reality, i would have believed nothing has changed. i love my dad alot.after what he had done, i still find it hard to hate him.maybe if i want to, i am valid in hating him.yet somehow i just cant.that reunion was a longing fulfilled.a longing that is buried miles within.pa, thanks...pa i pray u'll lead a better life.Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude,
it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects,
always trusts,
always hopes,
always perseveres.
-1 Cor13:4-7
