Life is not fair

 We've heard it a million times that life is not fair. There are days that I see some old people and I think to myself, life is not fair. Why do some people have more time with their parents or grandparents and some have less?


My maternal granddad died when I was ten years old and my paternal granddad when I was eighteen. My paternal grandma died when I was in my mid forties and my maternal when I was in my late forties. I was glad that I had extra time with my grandmas but I really wished I had more time with my maternal granddad too. Got me thinking of life.....my mum lost her dad when she was probably in her late twenties and my dad in, his late thirties. To a large extent, it must be hard on them too. When I look at myself, I got dad till I was fifty, isn't that enough? Why is it unfair then?


I wish so much every day that dad's grandkids got to know him a little better. How resilient a man he was. How much he taught us to be strong, independent and when the world says it is impossible, make it possible. Every day I wished, I wished, just a little more time. Is that too much to ask? Why do some people have that extra time? I'll never know the answers but I'm just going to trust that God always has a reason. His plans are always perfect and will never fail us. 


I miss you, daddy, I hope that you're having fun up there. Is there a drum for you? Guitar for you? Jojo is heading to see me soon on her own and you'll be so proud that she's turning into such an independent young lady. Daddy, it's going to be strange that you're not around this Chinese New Year. Think it's going to be hard but I'm truly glad that you're in heaven celebrating.

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