…I also got an insight just tonight that I might want to soon forgive my dad. Although he has made no mistake to me, I still need to forgive him. I resented him for so long, maybe for all my life, and now I think I am too tired to hold the grudge. My dad is sick lying on the hospital’s bed for so long, his muscles went atrophied, and I pity him and think that he deserves my mercy. I know this might be the worst thing that a daughter hates her dad, and she would forgive him only when he is dying. I hate to admit that, but God is now giving me opportunities to do good, whatever it is. God please forgive me, and guide me to your Light. Aamiin.
7 April 2013, sitting quietly on the hospital’s floor.