That day I helped my dad to wipe his neck as he is unable to reach it.
I can’t describe the feeling but it is really different.
I have grown from a child to a big kid, this is the first time I helped him.
That moment, I felt sad.
He is always strong and agile, managing himself, taking care of himself. But now he seemed helpless. Even the simplest thing seemed difficult to him now.
Two years ago, I have seen how life can be cruel. I have experienced how life can be tough. But I have to hold on. Hold on to whatever strength I have and move forward.
A close friend once said, just like my trekking experience, I have to continue to move forward, moving towards the summit, there is no turning back. Now, it is the same thing, no matter how tough and difficult it may be, I can only move forward together with him and with strength.
This time really, there is no turning back..
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