20th feb. sat.
stumbled across this blog by a taxi driver with a PhD from Stanford.
love his style of writing & interesting pple he met.
read his blog on / off
let me just share one of the entry he wrote.
read: wed, feb 10, 2010: july 22, 2009. wednesay: the unbearable heaviness of being
*ahhh..
what a powerful but sad entry. found myself reachin for tissue.
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re-wind.
19th feb. friday.
11.30pm
lie in bed. with my soft toys around me. staring at the ceiling.
jie came back, ‘what’s wrong with you?’
whine to her abt my assignments.. and asked abt her day.
she sat on my bed. just came back from a wake.
a 70 year old man.
who lost his sight / hearing 30 years ago.
communication is strictly through writing alphabet by alphabet on his palm.
but he is a faithful servant of God.
all these years..he pray for an impossible dream. regain his vision.. knowin that its impossible.
last christmas, he was diagnosed with brain cancer.
gradually, he lost his sense of touch.
on one could communicate with him & he stop tokin altogether.
this cny. he started tokin again to his family / relatives.
and.. he passed away 3 days ago.. 4 days after cny.
17th. wed.
3 days ago,
jie called me. when she received news abt his death.
off my monitor, switch off my radio and listened to jie.
she cried. remembering what a kind man he was.
and i cried with her.
back to last nite, 19th feb. friday.
jie, a stage fright individual went on stage to share her story.
how the old man understand her fear of blindness and how he always kept her in prayer.
silence.
passed my teddy bear to her.. hugs
silence.
“WHAT assignments?!” i asked.
in the grand scheme of things, assignments suddenly seem less important.
well. that’s was just the soft-hearted minying toking.
still, do what i have to do ..
but.. less stress on myself.
-G