I have been an independent person since I was a young child. I don’t recall ever asking my parents or anyone for the most basic needs. This personality stays with me all my life until one day in November 1999 when I first felt helpless in the hospital bed for days due to having Cesarean section for my one and only precious boy named Charlie. I was touched and grateful for the doctors and nurses who attended my need! They are indeed God sent. Who are your heroes? Mine are the

Someday I wake up with the confidence of the bright future while other days I need to breathe deep breaths for the uncertainty ahead of me. I’ve tried my best for all these years, but it hasn’t been good enough. Sometimes I question God why he has been dealing me with tough cards? Is it because he knew I could handle them all? Without being down in the valley or alone in the dark forests, I wouldn’t know how deep the valley is or how scary and lonely being lost in the wildern