Lord, help me to forget the past, help me to understand Your will...help me to comprehend all the things that crossed my path. Please make Tatay ok up there, i miss him a lot, especially now that Christmas is coming. Tell him that everyday, EVERYDAY i miss him more.. Each passing day , o God, as I look to those kids with their fathers hugging them, sweeping them in those sturdy arms, I remember how my father fought for his life just for his family..I remember him holding my head, telling me to sleep beside him..
Help me to forget the pain that the resident doctors caused my family...for killing my dad and for the single mistake that they made- medical malpractice.
And lastly, help my mother...she loves Tatay very much and i know that she misses him more than anyone else down here.
and another thing God..
please kiss my tatay for me...
[ `take my hand* ]
at 9:47 PM
