My son, who reads my blog, reminded me that I've not updated it in a while. It's true. I've been busy with my art and stuff.
Yesterday, I learnt from my son that something had happened to his friend and his family. He was visibly upset. John had been friends with this boy since they were toddlers. They went to the same kindergarten, primary school and now secondary school. They are in the same CCA and they are tight. They've known each other since his mum and I plonked our toddlers at each other's faces.
That boy's mum and I were primary and secondary school classmates. We belong to a small group of former schoolmates who meet up once in a while to catch up over makan. Although we don't meet as often as we'd like to because of our busy work schedules and family commitments, when we do, it's like we've never been apart. Just one of those friendships, I'm sure you know what I mean.
They are in hospital and we've not been able to visit them. I've been feeling all choked up since learning this news. Feeling so helpless. Been praying and praying. Passing the message, asking more people to pray. Nothing else I can do. We'll have to rally around her and her family once they get discharged.
I heard my son's school has been praying for them. Those Gabrielite boys are a real special bunch. When things like this happen, it reminds me of what is most important. Don't wait till it's too late.
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