life

sometimes it is difficult for me to think about my father and his illness. i'm sitting in my parents' flat in hong kong, watching my father play with my less than one-year-old nephew. i teared up as my father talks about how in 10 years, baby gaby, will be able to do anything he wants.

when he said that, i think in all of our minds, ten years seem like a long time away. will dad still be around in 10 years? common sense says probably not.

yep, 10 years seem so far away right now. the idea that dad won't be able to watch gabe grow up is a bit heart-wrenching. i think that's just the saddest thing of all, my father not being able to see his grandchildren grow up.