An Ode to Ian!

Life is..really how you live it...sometimes when you think about things that have happened, feelings that tickled your heart, the tears that you have shed and the good times you have enjoyed, life is in all...a learning curve, one way or another. And we should count our blessings everyday as we never know what may happen tomorrow.

Ian Ru Wei Chai...he was one of the little boys I happened to cross paths with for awhile in my lifetime. He started of as an obstinate, I-want-it-my-way kind of child, upsetting the kindest of hearts along the way. He used to throw tantrums, throw things at me and call me names. But somehow or other, I did not have the heart to turn my back on him. I persevered, saying "Hi" to him whenever I could despite cold glances, asking him nicely for a favour eventhough he says "No" and screams his little head off all the time. This cute little boy still drew me close ;-)

Slowly but surely, we started becoming friends. There was no more screaming, only shy, obliging "yes-es". Come to think of it, I caused him so much pain. Physically. Everytime I said "Hello" , it would be followed by a shy smile, and a quick, cute hand wave. Awww, those times brought me so much joy. Then, our relationship progressed to me being able to talk to him, even if it was for a short while, sitting at the edge of his bed;-) What an achievement really!

The last time  I saw Ian, he had a handsome tuft of hair on him! So overjoyed I was to see him, I was crying inside. And he came back looking for me with his mummy, giving me a note saying "I love you". I was touched beyond words, holding back my tears and merely requesting for a small favour. "Ian, can you give me a big hug and a kiss?" To which, my dear Ian obligingly nodded his head to. What a joy it was;-)

Now that he is somewhere out there living life to its fullest, I only pray that our Good Lord has his powerful almighty hands on dear Ian. I pray that, no matter where he is, what he is doing, how he is feeling.. all that he does will only be bestowed upon with blessings upon blessings, happiness and agape love. 

I will always remember Ian and how he touched my life... once upon a time..

Oh, did I mention? I used to prick him to get blood, how unkind ;-)