Death seems like something so far away, we all know it is inevitable yet we have this vague confidence that it is not going to happen to us, not today, not anytime soon.
Mitch Albom said, “Death ends a life, not a relationship”. I didn’t quite understand it until now. This is a piece remembering my Grandfather. The greatest man I have ever known.
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People always forget the importance of what they have. More like, they do not believe in its significance. That is until it is are taken away from them. Somewhere, we all are like children, so we don’t like those who put a collar on us. We hate the rain. It’s like an unwelcomed guest that ruins our time. But once it stops raining, we suffer through the drought and beg for the rain to come back. Parents are like this rain for us. Sometimes they prevent us from doing certain things. It is because they want us to travel on a road where we do not hurt ourselves. We only understand them understand them once we are in their shoes. We only understand them once the rain stops.
On this Father’s Day, read this story about a soldier who decided to hold a sword in one hand and a pen in another. He continues his hobby of writing, which was contrary to his profession and uses this delicacy as his strength to unlock new chapters in his life.