My heart has been aching for knowing that my dearest uncle has been in ICU for several weeks. He is a person with a big heart full of love enough for everyone around him. I am lucky that I get a big share of his love although I am sure people close to him feel the same. He treats me and my sisters like his own daughters; and he is like a dad to me. I can't think of a moment when he wasn't involved in my big decisions.
He always presents in my joyous occasions, and more importantly, in my down times. I could expect his phone call following my call to my parents when there were sad/happy moments I needed to share when I was in college far from my hometown. He called me very often even for a moments sounded silly but he knew I needed encouragements such as when I was bitten by a stray dog. When I was in elementary school, he and my aunt often picked my up from school. One day, he brought me to one of his project which was one of the biggest hotel in town at that time. I remember how special I felt especially since he let me play with an elevator! There are too much great things I've experienced and learned from my uncle. I am so sooo blessed to have him in my life.
Now that he is sick, I can not be with him. He called me a week ago saying that he was fine and I didn't need to worry about him. I know him and I know how I would break his heart if he knew I've drained my tears since morning.
This dish I made yesterday, chicken soup, was a dish grandma would make everytime we were not feeling well. Grandma believed chicken soup was very healthy, and I believe that. I found out that its simple neutral ingredients, which are ginger, cooking wine, and salt, are just perfect to warm unwell body. In fact, it's all I can take when I am not feeling well. I remember my uncle as I am cooking and having grandma's chicken soup. I pray for his recovery and wish him well.