12 Years of God's Grace

An 8-months premature baby boy who weighs more than 1 kilo, too small and thin, the rib cage are visible that nobody has the courage to carry you except me, who was in and out of the hospital and endured the pain from hundreds of needle inserts, is now going to a regular school and is continuing to make us proud and amazed by how you’re taking baby steps to be able to catch up with your peers. I hope you’d understand that you don’t have to be exactly like them, I just want you to live happy and independently. You alone is a miracle when I almost give up and had fears back then that God will take you away from us. But you turned out to be a living proof that God will never give me more than I can handle and I believe that He will continue to guide us and provide for us as we take this journey hand in hand. I pray every night that the Lord will bless you with kind-hearted people who will look after you, protect you and love you when Mama and Papa are not around. Sounds morbid but I always ask God to make a promise that when the time comes that I really must go, I beg him to please take you with me. I do not want to leave you behind. Otherwise, I will never be at peace. But for now, I will only cling to my faith, that He will continue to make me brave and strong as long as you need me, and no matter what happens, I will never give up. Thank you for making us better persons, for bringing out the best in us, for making us better parents and for strengthening our faith.

Happy 12th Birthday Joaqui! Mama and Papa will never get tired of loving you, unconditionally.

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