I used to find myself frowning every seconds ever since 22nd April.
But Praise the Lord because I realised each and everyday,
my frowns lessen, my pains decreased.
Even the doctors gave up, but we didn't and God definitely didn't.
We were told that there was no hope left, we were devastated, so devastated.
Doctors told us my brother will wake up only if there's a miracle.
We were told to continue praying and wait for a miracle because there is nothing we or the doctors can do.
I had never ever felt so much pain in my life, so much incertainties in my life before.
Whenever our phones rang, our hearts skipped a beat, we're so afraid to hear anything we wouldn't want to hear.
We were trembling, we were really so scared. All we wanted was for brother to be well again and to have a perfect family of five once again.
I always thought that I already had a perfect life even when God wasn't really with me.
Yes, I'm not a faithful Catholic in the past.
But that is all in the past :)
The most devastating period of my life has passed, I thank God, really.
Whatever your pains,
there will always be sunshine,
after the rain.
Perhaps you may stumble,
perhaps even fall,
but God will always be there,
to help you through it all.
We had faith and we still have faith that my brother will fully recover.
:) We can finally smile.