A man's greatest realization could be from his nightmares.
Wake up from today's nap with tears in my eyes and fear in my heart.
The dream was about my sis and I falling sick to the same illness where we needed the bone marrow from either one of our parents. Our dad willingly volunteered himself, knowing that it would cause great harm to him.
And throughout the whole thing, my mum was there taking care of us. The hard work, the care and her worrying the whole time, was a sight of horror while I just lie there watching from my bed.
Woke up earlier than I had to because I just couldn't continue this nightmare... with great realization that what is the most important thing to me right now. And it has been 2 months since I went back home...
I guess that's why it's called "waking up", both literally and figuratively.
