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Hopeful Hearts

Updated on August 15, 2016

“It’s hard for me to see the strongest man I ever knew, fade away to nothing in that hospital room.” These is a line from Krystal Shawanda’s song about a daughter letting go of her dad.

Dad texting family members before undergoing angioplasty for his heart.
Dad texting family members before undergoing angioplasty for his heart.

My dad had a fatal heart attack that almost caused him his life, but God is still good because he gave him another life. God is good because I still have my dad, struggling, but alive.


Although I know we’ve already surpassed the fatal part, the hard parts of the story between my dad and his heart are not yet over. I overheard him saying he needed a surgery but it costs millions that’s why it’s never in the options of getting better. Medicines are expensive too but they are much cheaper that’s why it’s the only option we can go for.

I know it’s a bad thing to envy someone, but right now, I envy those who are rich and can spoil money on luxury stuff that aren’t even necessary. I envy those who has so much money that they can swim on it. I envy those who has so much that they don’t know where to put it anymore. I envy them because I don’t even have that much to buy the medicines necessary for my dad’s recovery. But with everything, God is still good.

One of the X-rays or dad's heart last July 29, 2016.
One of the X-rays or dad's heart last July 29, 2016.

I am a daughter with simple dreams. I want to make my parents happy. I want to see my parents healthy and I want to give them a house of their own and see to it that they have everything they need. I know God is good and I know that He will help me achieve those things.

Dad sleeping after walking, it is already very tiring for him even just to walk, every step is a chore that he needs to stop every once in awhile to catch his breath.
Dad sleeping after walking, it is already very tiring for him even just to walk, every step is a chore that he needs to stop every once in awhile to catch his breath.
The last line of Krystal Shawanda’s song is, “You can let go now daddy, you can let go.” But I’m not ready to let go of my dad yet. I can’t. I won’t.

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