“Unfortunate is always odorless”

It’s complicated. And I picked “Unfortunate is always odorless” as my title as I directly translated it from Bahasa Melayu. This idiom was what we usually used in essay writing during primary school, i.e. “Malang tidak berbau”. Yes, and I always feeling uneasy toward this phase.

Received a shocking bad news in the early morning when I was surfing around with my facebook. A friend pop out from the chat box, wonder so early this fellow online, supposing he was arrived earlier in the office. In few sentences of time, I was informed that he lost his father this morning. What!? I really can’t believe this! That’s the first response I gave him. After some elaborations, I finally got him. I ever met his father last year when we went to his house. I’m so sorry to you, my friend. I don’t know what I can do for you, other than saying sorry. Maybe you’re right; you said you’re glad to know your dad is now in the Heaven, with our Father. Deepest condolences for the family, hopefully his mother can be strong. Rest peace in Father’s arm, uncle.

Here came another terrified breaking news from a phone call, dragged my appetite for my lunch. My friend and her husband were admitted to the hospital due to some social cases. I wasn’t really sure what’s going on, but I definitely felt bad the moment I heard that she harmed badly, and the husband was even worse. I kept saying prayer every moment when this came to my mind. Hoping I know what I can do for her, too. 

Today’s Mitchell: Heavenly Father, please do bless them what they need now. And bless my family every second.