Dad's ankle sprain

It is unfortunate that my father stumbled and sprained his ankle this morning as the time he had reached to edge of the beach, stepping out the thin line of water and sand, somehow tripping in a sudden and having to struggle all the way, dragging his body I mean, back home with some kind stranger. 

To my relief, it was not a serious injure and by the time he had been home, I applied an ice-bag to the right ankle in order to lessen the swollen one. I sensed, out of nowhere at the time, the age and the weakness of my father which I had never previously noticed for the subjective thoughts that he was still a superhero of me through the years and would hardly get into any trouble due to the fact that while I'm with him, he constantly remains himself in a best form and reminds me of how strong he is.

However, this little accident today was like the bell ringing in my head, making me conscious of his real age and what may occur to him at the most vulnerable final periods of time. Honestly, I am not interested in digging further into the subject because it is strongly not recommend to ever either think or refer to bad fortune, yet it's just like I can't hold my breath if someday he would accidentally leave me all alone in this cold and cheerless world which is the experience that I'd formerly experience in agony and it took me a considerable span of time to get through over one of the most important beloved people in my life. Then came other several deaths...That's the reason why I am all aware of how exactly the thin line between life and death is, not like the equivocal concept that others may assume its existence only in romantic novels or movies to reach the deepest sentimental parts of their audience, and certainly, gaining more influence on them.

Back to the point, his sprain is getting much better thanks to the cold compress so far. Though his locomotion at the moment seems a little bit difficult without assistance of either me or my mother. What an off-day! I must admit this month, or the whole year to me, appears to be the worst time in comparison with the recent years around. Well, it is apparently clear that thanks to the mercy of God's protection, nothing indeed awful has poured down on my most cherished family. 

I'm quite grateful for this blessing in disguise :)

Hallielujah.

xoxo

Hal