My father was diagnosed with heart failure 10 years before that. I read an article that said most people with heart failure died within 5 years of their diagnosis. My father survived for 10 years. The doctors said it was because my family took very good care of my father.
My father loved children and so he loved my siblings and me very much. But my mother said, I was his favourite child. My mother said when I was a little child, I was dressed like a boy because I looked so much like my father! It was only when I went to school at the age of 7 years old that I started to wear dresses :-)
When I first came to work in Singapore in 1989, I used to travel home to Malaysia every weekends. My mother told me that my father will wait at the window to watch me alight from my bus. Sometimes he can sit for hours just waiting for me to return home.
My father was a very simple man and easily contented. He worked for 30 years in a same company and won many awards for long term service as well as good service. He was jovial and friendly. He seemed to live beyond worries. My mother used to get upset with him and said that even when the sky dropped, he will just take it as a blanket to cover himself. There is a Chinese proverb for that :-)
I am glad that I have the privilege to take care of my father in the later part of his life, together with my family. God has been good to my father and I hope to share with you again of God's goodness and mercies to him.
A photo of the place where my father's ashes are kept.
