tickled pink

A chance

Sitting in the bus, on the way home from dinner, my mind starts to swell with a mixture of emotions.

How lucky can we get. Being able to sit on the bus together, as a family once more. With my brother leaning his head onto your shoulder and my parents opposite you chatting away. It wasn’t something I appreciated before. A bus trip…

To others: A daily affair.
To me: A life renewed.

Just 3 days ago, last Thursday, due to my act of forgetfulness, my daddy decided to give me a lift home to grab my stuff. The weather was not very forgiving. Pouring away… But yet, we didn’t make it back home that day.

A tree fell atop our car.

What a perfect concoction of situations.

Sitting next to my dad then, I had to go to the back passenger’s seat to get out. My father had to force open his door. The scene was horrible. When we got out, we realized that our car was entirely buried by the tree.

The tree was awfully huge. But luckily, my dad was driving in the 2nd lane and not the 1st. Other than that, if we did go slightly faster, we could have lost our lives, for the fact that the car bonnet was totally dented, but the other parts of the car were quite alright.

I can’t really define what I was actually thinking at that point in time. All I remember was me feeling awfully sorry towards my dad for if I didn’t forget my bag, this wouldn’t have happened. Yet, I was really so thankful that he and I could walk out through this whole accident without a scratch or bruise.
The word ‘thankful’ is a total understatement.

My dad portrayed his love in so many ways that day.
When I forgot something, he volunteered to drive me back.
When this happened, he reassured me saying that this was all fate.
When I called the police, and help was on its way, he whisked me back home in cab.
When I came home, he called me and said ‘go to school worry-free and relax’.
When school ended and I returned home, he said ‘luckily, I was there with you’.
What can I say? I just gave him a hug.

Today, sitting on this bus ride makes me realize my priorities in life. My family.
I guess I do understand the statement ‘until you lose it, then you appreciate it’, much better now. But in my case, I learn that no way am I ever going to wait till I lose it. Life is so awfully vulnerable. The very fact that my dad and I could have lost our lives that very moment just gives me a new vision towards life.

What would I do without my dad?

I love you dad.
I love my family.
I love all of you out there:)

Thank you for giving me this chance.
To live. Once more.

posted by clara @ 2:24 AM