how blessed i am!

today, my mum told me why she loves my dad, even though he smokes. in her own words: her dad used to smoke and it exacerbated his tb, and seeing how difficult it was for her mum to take care of him, she old herself she'll never marry a smoker. but she says that apart from this one flaw my dad has, my dad is the kindest person she has ever known. he always gives the best things he has to the people he loves, and leaves only the minimal for himself.

i've seen that myself, and it's true. i'm humbled being reminded and told this.

the other day after my dad accompanied my mum out for a walk (cos she wants to exercise), my mum passed by my room and told me that a car broke down in the middle of the road downstairs. the car owners were an old man and his son, and they were trying to push the car to one side so as to clear the traffic. of the 100 over people that must have passed them during the after-work evening time slot, my dad was the only one who went to help them push. no one spoke a word of this in my house besides my mum passing by and telling me.

i have never seen him eat anything but home cooked food, mixed rice and other hawker fare. our family seldom eats out. but when we do, or when he buys food home, its wings and clams and other food we like. thats $5-7 fare compared to his $3. he is amazing, and i am so lucky to be his son.

how blessed i am, because that's the kind of guy i want to be.

there is only one of you