Cloud. That’s the today topic on my other blog amonthwithlumia.wordpress.com. And for some reasons, I want to write another perspective on cloud here.
Cloudy days. That’s one term to define my days lately. Seeing my Grandma admitted to Stroke Unit yesterday was a broken-hearted moment for me. Everything was cloudy. Everything was blurred.
Praise God, today she is getting better – in a way that she talked to us. It was not easy for Grandma to do so, but she did her best to communicate with us.
Grandpa, I know that you are watching us. Please knock on heaven’s door through those cloud to deliver His best blessing for Grandma. Don’t let her suffer for too long!