
This blog is intended for my son, Roi or Biloi as fondly called by family and friends. "MY HEART'S JOURNEY" will keep track of his happiness and sufferings as he continue to survive despite denial of an open heart surgery, the only way to correct his heart defect due to doctor's fear of just losing him caused by his critical heart condition particularly his RV failure.
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Wednesday, September 16, 2009
OFFERING
by: RB Dolot
My son, restlessness embraced me,
The moment I knew your heart ailment.
At the age of four months old,
Why should you have that fate?
For nine months,
I conceived and delicately nurtured you.
Never did I imagine,
That congenital heart disease be your suffering.
Open-heart surgery, your only way to live.
It entails a very huge amount,
that for needy like us,
we cannot really afford.
Ten years have passed,
Open-heart surgery never happened.
Several specialists were astonished,
It’s miracle for them, that keeps you surviving.
In your innocence, you uttered,
“Worry no more”.
For destiny you have already accepted,
To ALMIGHTY GOD you offer your whole life.
by: RB Dolot
My son, restlessness embraced me,
The moment I knew your heart ailment.
At the age of four months old,
Why should you have that fate?
For nine months,
I conceived and delicately nurtured you.
Never did I imagine,
That congenital heart disease be your suffering.
Open-heart surgery, your only way to live.
It entails a very huge amount,
that for needy like us,
we cannot really afford.
Ten years have passed,
Open-heart surgery never happened.
Several specialists were astonished,
It’s miracle for them, that keeps you surviving.
In your innocence, you uttered,
“Worry no more”.
For destiny you have already accepted,
To ALMIGHTY GOD you offer your whole life.
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