“There is a sacredness in tears. They are not a mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition and of unspeakable love.” -Washington Irving.
I’m not sure if I wrote about this in previous blogs, but I guess I will write about it now. On September 9th, I wrote about the blessings of my father in law’s transplant (his transplant was on August 31st). My husband and I allocated large segments of our weeks, driving back and forth from Long Beach to UCLA, to care for him and my MIL. We did this between, before, or after school/work. Sometimes with traffic – a thirty minute one way commute turned into 1.5 hours. On one of the trips a metal spike went through the the back tire of my car. It was a holiday weekend, and we wandered throughout town trying to find a tire repair shop. I guess it is a funny story, that we can now tell, a story of the lengths we will go through to ensure our family is taken care of.
There were complications immediately following the procedure (a heart attack that extended his ICU stay), but we prayed ferociously and our prayers were answered – even if only for a moment longer. My husband and I were granted two more weeks with him.
The last two weeks with my FIL were incredibly painful for both my husband and I, but it is a time we both now appreciate. It helped us realize how profoundly we loved each other and gave us moments to comfort each other all the way until the end. We never knew he was going to leave us on September 29th 2020.
My FIL is the only reason why I am in pharmacy school. On the day my husband came to ask for my hand, my FIL promised my elders to support me with furthering my dreams and aspiration(s) of becoming a doctor. My FIL is the only reason I had money set aside to interview and travel to pharmacy schools and interviews.
It was the first time a parental figure told me they would support my educational expenses, and it was the first time they followed through with it.
God gave me the blessing of an unconditional parental love, even for a small moment. I consider it one of the greatest blessings of my lifetime to finally have experienced this.
There will never be words to express how appreciative I am that you took me in and loved me as your own. I am blessed, and I rejoice that you have finally found peace in the loving hands of our Father and Creator.