Hello all my beloved friends wherever you are.
In navigating this life, have you ever been at the lowest point where you felt that life was a failure. It was meaningless, and almost felt hopeless and didn't know how to get back up and didn't know what to do?
In my whole life, this time I was really down, weak and helpless, as if this world was dark for me and this feeling was too painful if I kept it to myself, therefore, through this hive blog, I tried to write a few words as an antidote to wounds, sorrows and my sadness, indeed it can't change anything, but I'm sure all of you feel and may have felt what I feel.
You certainly agree with me, that the beauty of this world is because God has entrusted our parents, a kind-hearted father and mother, sincerely to compete with us, working selflessly to raise and make us happy, even trying our best to make us successful people, and when we are successful, both do not expect anything in return from us.
To repay the services of our parents, we will never be able to, even if we are too rich and able to buy this world and its contents for our parents, then God will surely say it is not enough and there is nothing compared to the services of our parents to us.
I was born in a weak family, helpless, have nothing, raised in a small hut, my father is a farmer, my mother is just a housewife who does not work outside the home, but with all their might my parents managed to educate me to be a useful person, they able to send me to college, although until now I have not been able to make them happy.
When I grew up, I decided not to live with my parents, I prefer to live independently in remote villages, because I don't want to burden their lives, and I don't want them to see the bitterness of my life after they sent me to high school until I graduated from university.
But in my prostration, I always pray that God will give me ample sustenance to build a house for my parents, I really want to make a house for my parents from the sweat of my hard work, and that is my biggest dream.
But my efforts and prayers were granted by God, I had a little savings and started to remodel my parents' house for me to repair, even though the house I prepared was not big, not luxurious, but at least God knows that I have done something to make my parents happy.
Before I remodel this house, this house is no longer suitable for habitation, the floors are rotten, the walls are hollow and the roof is leaking, so I have to completely remodel everything.
My parents' house is located close to the sea, and under the house will be filled with water when the tide is high, actually this is a slightly shabby and messy settlement, but what can I do, my parents only have land in this area, and even then the land distributed for free by government for the poor who have nothing.
Indeed I don't have big savings, so I haven't been able to prepare a magnificent palace for them, I just hope that I can change my parents' lives a little, with the hope that the new floor of the house is strong enough to withstand their lives, the cold sea breeze will no longer enter their room. when they rest, and their clothes in the closet are no longer wet in the rain.
It was my stepfather who raised me since I was little, where when I was 6 months old, my biological father divorced and separated from my mother, and my mother decided to marry my stepfather.
Now he is not young anymore, he is 60 years old, his vision is starting to blur, his path is starting to wobble, his hands start to tremble when working, but his enthusiasm and happiness radiates because he sees my sincerity in wanting to make a small palace for them.
This house is all made of wood, and hopefully in the future I can change this house for the better, and I hope this house will be ready in the near future.
For a while, my parents were given a ride to stay at a neighbor's house who treated my parents like their own family.
You must have seen that everything is going well, right, although in reality now almost all of my dreams are falling apart, the house that I have started to build slowly, the smiles of my parents who are happy because their palace is almost ready, now everything is gone.
What happened........
Two days ago, my mother was so sick that I had to rush her to the hospital in the middle of the night, and it made me weak and helpless after knowing that the doctor had diagnosed my mother with heart disease.
My mother had no previous history of strange illness, and suddenly I had to hear the bad news that my mother's heart had a blockage.
In the ICU, which should be the scariest room, my mother had to lie there helpless, she couldn't be randomized to speak, her body was difficult to even move, even though occasionally my mother asked to get up from her bed because her back hurt.
On the heart detector, it shows the number 30, only occasionally rising to 35 to 40, even though the normal heart rate according to the doctor is 60, and if the heart rate is at 25 then there is almost certainly no hope that the smile on his lips will be seen again.
I am now weak and helpless, even the dream house that I am building I have forgotten, my hopes have been dashed, what am I fighting for if in the end I can no longer see the happiness that radiates from the faces of my father and mother.
My main focus now is fighting for my mother's recovery, all my savings at home and in my hive wallet are my only source of hope, and I will fight with all my strength for my mother's recovery.
Thank you so much to all of you who have helped and supported me in hives all this time, with your help I managed to collect some Hive dollars which really helped me to take care of my mother.
I can't repay your kindness one by one, I leave it to God, because only God can repay it.
Please pray from all of you for the healing of my beloved mother.
greetings from me