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My Journey back in time

The last few weeks have been quite interesting.  First, there is this wedding I was hosting a few Saturdays ago. I met people I haven’t seen for a very long time. It was so great. Then I attended a funeral the following week, and boy was I surprised to see folks I grew up with that I haven’t seen for ages.

Just a few hours ago, I was coming from a meeting and who do I see? At first I couldn’t believe my eyes. A former colleague of mine back 15 years ago at the Radio station in Burundi. I didn’t even know he was in Canada (we’ve been in the same city for 3 years and I didn’t even know it). He told me that he still has the tapes of our show! We shared great memories indeed.

All these people I met brought me back in time

Time really flies. You know that you’re getting old when you see kids you sow being born saying that they are about to go to college. I am exaggerating here, but it is shocking how kids grow so fast
We just celebrated my daughter’s fifth birthday. Wasn’t she born yesterday? I can’t believe she is five years old now. I have to tell you. It is a fun age. She is schooling me in everything now. She just decreed a law that states that we won’t be speaking English at home anymore. “On parle en Français” she says. As a good citizen, I have to obey the law. Mind you, she started to learn French a few months ago, and now it is the official home language.

Since she was two years old, my daughter has been suffering from what the doctors call enlarged adenoids and enlarged tonsils which resulted in severe snoring and difficulties in breathing while asleep. We saw a specialist who gave us some medication. It worked for a while, but it was not enough. It was really unbearable to see her struggling to sleep night after night. During the day, she would be the laughing and dancing kid we all know, and at night it would be something else.
Finally, the doctors suggested that surgery was inevitable

They did all the tests and set up a date. It was a quick surgery and we stayed at the hospital overnight
I had tears in my eyes when I saw her crying when she woke up after the surgery. I knew it was temporary, but still, it hurts to see your kid in pain

The recovery went smoothly for a few days, and then she started complaining about having pain in her ears. It got even worse that we had to run to the emergency room. We ended up staying at the hospital overnight. We were finally released in the afternoon, and from then on she started to feel better

She is completely healed now, and when she sleeps there is no sound at all. It is as if she is not in the room. Years of suffering are now gone. They are a distant memory

When we have been suffering for a while and it gets worse, it is a sign that things are about to get better for good. My daughter reminded me of that fact a few weeks ago. “Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing” says the Bible

Suffering is a good thing if we have the right perspective of the events. That is my opinion

Moral of the story? Do you want to end your suffering? Come meet my daughter and you will be speaking French

Always a pleasure

Patrick
The Journeyman













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