CPR

430 in the morning, awake from a dream. Where I was giving CPR to my dad by pumping on his heart and bringing his pulse back. He still able to hold my hand and look at me again.

In reality, I didn't do anything other than just let him go. Watching him leaves us at his very last moment, the last breathe that he take and no further action after that.

It was a harsh moment for us and it could be a release for him which he has fought bravely with the decease for the past ten years.

Nurse has told us to let go and there is nothing else that we can do about it. But the dream just now somehow was so real that I actually pump his chest and even I know there is no more pulse in him... But I was able to bring him back from death.

That's the only place that I've let my dream became alive.... In a dream itself. Somehow it tells me not to give up easily... Give it another try before it was in your regret list.