JOY in Pain

I spent the entire day at home, thinking things out and stress eating, I wanted to pray but seems that I allowed sadness to get in my way.

For the past 3 days I had some encounters with my dad, he’s surprisingly sober and much less sarcastic and seems to be in a light mood. I was just observing the entire time hoping that he won’t have even a drop of liquor in his system but God is good! Outrage and sarcasm seems to be on vacation.

The whole day I was busy eating, making gourmet sandwiches for myself and making lemongrass ginger tea which I recently learned that it has lots of health benefits and a good cancer prevention drink. While I was busy sipping my afternoon tea as I watch NCIS Strikes Back, I suddenly found myself getting a mug and handing my dad a mug of tea, for some weird and unknown reason it felt really good! It was heart- warming and I got a bit teary eyed. Guess, I really missed my old man and in that simple gesture I felt a certain kind of connection…somehow.

Wish time would come that I would be able to sit down and have a nice chat with dad. One thing is for sure, despite and in spite of the pain I feel whenever my dad is on his not so good behaviour most of the time, I know deep inside, my cries out of the pain was born out of love.

I love you dad!