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I am going to finish yesterday's post. I got to PTY and went through the customer quite fast. They saw my Covid exam paper and let me through without asking me a question. I went out the airport and took a bus to the nearest Metro station, I think the one of Corredor Sur. I rode the train to NVO Tocumen and got picked up by mom, Ruth, my sister and yes, Josiah! I much I longed to hug him and tell him I loved him. I don't know if it is biblically appropriate to say he is the apple of my eyes. I love him with all my heart.

It troubles me a little when I have to think about leaving my family behind to go to TW to take care of my father. Donating my liver to a person who had chosen to live with a lifestyle that was harmful to himself and his family. He pretty much destroyed his family because of his bad decision. Now I am trying to clean up his mess and I have to pay a high price to do it. I don't want to say this because it makes me sound like  a wimp, but it's totally uncool when people criticize me, or try to gently "rebuke" using the word of God that's not OK, it's foolish to neglect my family (I guess they are trying to say nucleus family namely my wife and my son) so I could help my father. Jesus please comfort me.