And I'm Back

It's been more than ten years since I've written anything on my blog. But so much has happened so far and I needed an outlet to write and so I decided to revive my blog. This blog is not going to be about my family, the boys, the Handsome Hero but rather, it would be about me trying to live out faith and yes, it is hard.

On 5th of December, 2025, I received the worst news ever when at work. Dad went home to the Lord. The next few hours went in a blur. Before I got news that dad was going to heaven, mum called the Handsome Hero to let him know that Dad had days left and the Handsome Hero called me and I had to work out the logistics of getting time off from work and then booking flights. Not long after I booked my flights, yes, news came that dad was welcomed at the gates of heaven. The next few hours at work was pretty much in a blur. Then got home, packed and off to the airport with the family.

We caught the red eye flight. I barely got any sleep. Eyes were red from crying. Touched down, got home and went to the void deck and there was dad, so very peaceful in the coffin. It was almost like he was having a nap and I so wanted to shake him and yell at him to wake up! There were all these emotions running in me. I was mad at myself for being in denial. Mad at God for taking Dad home so quickly. Mad at the world but at the same time, thankful that Dad encountered God and brought him home to glory land. Days went by in another blur. Family and friends came for the two nights of vigil services. Baba and I gave our eulogies on the first night and then Joanne and Jojo did theirs on the second night. 

Burial day came, I barely slept the night before. Woke up early, stood by Dad's coffin and then went for a walk that lasted more than an hour. In that time, I was praying and crying out to God and in those moments, I heard God speak. I heard Him say this, 'My child, I understand your pain. I went through that pain of sending my son to earth and dying for your sin and I understand your pain.' It was that moment that I realised how much God loves me and in loving me, He loved my dad too. Loved him enough to bring him to heaven to be with Him.

The truth is that, no one ever prepares you for the death of your parents. I've always been close to Dad even I've lived twenty four years of my life away. Leaving for the airport was not easy. Dad had always offered to pick and drop us off at the airport but now, the airport seemed like this cold place without Dad. 


Two weeks on, it still hurts. Daddy, I miss you. 

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