for time.

My uncle has brain cancer. 1.5 months. that's how long the doctors took to come to a conclusion. having extracted his tumor 3 weeks ago, the doctor broke the news to my uncle last friday that he has stage 2 brain cancer. when i learned from my mum that night, my heart just sank. i didn't know how to react. After what the family went through with ah ma's passing, i held on to the belief that my uncle would be ok after the operation. i still remember the night when we received the call, a call so similar to the one 5 months ago with ah ma... that my uncle had a seizure, my mum's reaction was 'not again...' i could hear the fear and anguish in her voice. seeing my uncle lie in the ICU for a few days... and being wheeled in and out for countless brain scans became too overwhelming and emotional for all of us. He had an abnormal blood vessel, resulting in a tumor in the brain. He needed surgery. we were scared. devastated. i couldn't help but cry in my sleep thinking about ah ma and fearing the worst. 2 weeks later, the success of the surgery brought hope both to my uncle and the rest of us. we believed he will be ok. even the nurses were optimistic that he's ok. we brought a cake, celebrated his birthday in the ICU. soon, he was discharged. he was happy. cause he couldn't sleep at all throughout the 2 weeks in hospital. finally he could sleep peacefully back at home. until last friday. 2 choices were presented to him. Either he goes for a type of chemotherapy with a 50% success rate & 2% risk of stroke or he takes medication with at least another 5-7 years. How does anyone make such a choice. He's only 45 years old. I pray that God would make a way. I pray for his wisdom. I pray that for myself for the courage to share, for the love to administer. I pray my uncle will come to know God. I pray for time. I wish he didn't have to go through this. All of us miss ah ma and i'm sure he misses her so much too and yet this has to happen. In the midst of this, i am thankful. thankful that this family exist. i love my extended maternal family so much... all my aunts and uncles for being so united so loving when tragedy hits. i love how we are there for each other. And i know THAT will surely see us through. THAT and the unfailing love of God.

as of now, the little rock has seen me through 64 months. surreal. simply surreal.
thank you for keeping it real. for still trying and winning me over time and time again.
blessed anniversary. thank you for being there for me and my family in the little ways that count.