how one can be so consumed in fear and uncertainty has never failed to amaze and amuse me, not that I haven't been one such person. sitting in the consultation room with a grandaunt on the wheelchair, a frowning dad standing with well-defined wrinkles and a medical officer flipping through documents, what I only notice are gu po's trembling legs, thumping heart, teary eyes and apprehensive facial expression.

what happens to everyone else out there like gu po who doesn't have hope in the Lord and peace that transcends all understanding? the same.