Sunday, December 30, 2012

Yet its's Another New Year...
The Old has come to past and the New is yet to begin.
Past struggles and challenges are soon over, while new Hope and uncertainty beckons to follow.

This past year is my most darkest moment, and yet my brightest.
It was supposedly a year full of hope and expectations, yet it was a year full of defeats and disappointments.

Life will always be like a championship game. You will never know the outcome not until the last dying seconds of the game. As they say, if you want to play the game of life, you must play it with heart and passion.
Sometimes you get down losing, sometimes you go up winning.. but the most important thing is, you don't stop playing the game until the clock turns zero..

This year, I lost the most memorable championship of my life.  And I lost my best player yet - my child.

We never expected a crucial game at the end, but we never go down without a fight.
It was the most memorable and the most happiest championship game of my life.
Yet in the end we still lost.

It was clearly a close championship game, with my child's life at the weighing balance. It was unexpected that she would suit up in the game, but her heroics act were benevolent and with class.
Most of the crowd were cheering for us.  And the first few quarters we were leading ahead. My most valuable player showed the true character she is. She never go down without a fight.

She was like a prized fighter from beginning until the end.She showed up for a brief moment, but there was never a dull moment in our lives during that fateful hours. She showed a lot of heart and determination, making her Daddy so proud of her.

In our most darkest days, she had brought light and hope. 
She was like a rookie playing the most memorable career of her life. 
All her shots were carefully selected but sure. And she made sure her Father Coach is watching.
She had towered over her greatest opponents with grace and agility, and she made sure that all her moves are remembered and noticed.

In the end, when the final buzzer sounded, it was over.  She was nowhere to be seen anymore.
Only her beautiful memories remain.  Only the questions of whys and hows are left.

All the crowd have been left pondering on what had happened.
But yet everyone knew it was a great game she played. And how they have hoped she could have played more.

As we leave the past, Her memories will forever be remembered and etched in our hearts.
In our saddest moments, she had provided the light and hope for the struggles that we will encounter ahead.

For a brief moment I thank her.  For making my life complete and happy.
It was more than a father can wish for, even if it was incomplete.
It was more than a person could ask for - a reason for a purpose-driven life.

As we draw closer to the end of year, let us ponder not of the uncertainties that we face ahead.
But rather, let us enjoy the brightest moments of our life, knowing that we have hope for what ever dark clouds that may arise. 

I know it, because I have seen it.
In the end, the dawn will be breaking just after darkest hours of the night.








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