Thanks for reminding

If you had known me well, then you should have known that it forgetfulness and absent-mindedness are so typical of me.

Well, this time it is not about me being forgetful and absent-minded.

It is about how I think.

I was sad and regretful.

Guilty and gloomy.

Disappointed of my own performance and bad luck.

Regretful of what I did last time.

Sighing of my bad luck with interviews and scholarship application and etc..

I am falling into a trap of endless self-pity.

However, a word from the mouth of a sister in church enlightened me.

"You should be grateful. There are some that can't continue their studies as they can't get a scholarship. But you can. You have a great dad that is able to support you financially."

Thanks for reminding.

I never think of that.

At that moment, I just want to phone my dad and tell him how much I love him, how much i appreciate him and how grateful I am to have him as my dad.

I nearly cried out.

I phoned him up.

And he replied: "This is my responsibility."

Yet, he had done it too well.

I always get the best from him.

I will never be lacking.

In the phone he asked:

"When are you coming back?"

"This coming Saturday."

"Is there anything that you want? Tell me and I'll buy for you. Have you tell mama what you want to eat?"

Although he had told me the same thing many times before. But this time, it came with an overwhelming feeling of love and concern that touched me deeply.

Thank you, papa...