A new era

Dad moved to an elderly home yesterday.

Today is the first day for us to adopt to the new routine. I visit him after work. The feeling is strange. Like we were sent back to the past by a time tunnel, when Dad was still in QM or rehabilitation center after the stroke.

The decision, which is not out of many options, seems a tough one. However, may I say that it is actually an easy one? May be the answer is yes. Why? Because, in fact, we "have been prepared" by our Lord for it for a long time. This new era, while not we wanted exactly, is what we anticipated. The decision is not only for Dad, but also for Mom, who as his primary caregiver in the past 6 years. Life is too tough for her.

To me, I have to say that I haven't taken up the burden in looking after my Dad. However, I think that this unfolding episode of my family story have become a reminder to me for the rest of my life. This is, I am in my Lord's hand, no matter what happens. Thus, be grateful for everything. Be grateful, always.

Tonight, I am grateful because I can be here with my Dad and Mom now.