In the past, I was the one who initiated Father’s Day, but recently, especially after I got cancer, our boys have stood up to lead aFather’s Day.
Upon George’s request, we celebrated the 2012 Father’s Day with Baby-back ribs BBQ. Roy (29), Soh (28), and Pinky (27) have done everything from planning to cleanup, and I was out of the kitchen.
It was amusing for me to watch three of them cooking with joy wishing to make the best day for their father, George, but even more so it was a real happy day for him.
When I married George, our boys were 10 and 11 years old. They didn’t speak English yet, but they quickly have attached to him as though a sponge was sucking the water.
Learning English, facing a learning disability, rebellious teenage years, graduating colleges, job hunting, leaving home, and marriage—-We as parents, especially from different cultures, had tackled so many challenges and would have long discussions throughout the nights. There were difficult times, but now they have become such caring loving men. This is all because of George’s hard work and God’s grace.
Reading the card with appreciations to their father whom kids can “look up to”, there were tears in George’s eyes.
My heart was filled with joy, too. In spite of the storm of this cancer, I realized how blessed I am to have such a loving family, and thanked our heavenly Father.