CARRIED ON MY FATHER’S BACK

I have lived my life with just one thought… As I went out of my childhood breakage, I realized that I
wanted to bring and feel about Piece, a place where there is no sickness because everybody is healthy
and we are not going to die, because we have eternal life , where there are no wars, where all
humankind lives in love. Perhaps, some may say,”How is it possible that you were thinking about peace
even when you were a child?” Is it astonishing that a simple child would dream of a peaceful world?

My name is Maiza. I lived with a chronic kidney disease that led my body react to serious lung disease. I
don’t know what this world can give to me, but it is vivid that perhaps, God designed this path of challenges
for me to be a source of inspiration and a lesson to everybody.
It was clear to my mind the moment… as the raindrops attacked the galvanized roof and the windows
rattled. We huddled under the bed and held each other tightly. His eyes widened with surprise and his lips
parted as he screamed with delight when I said “Yes”. That was the moment I felt that his sacrifices were
enough to gain my approval. I feel loved. I feel important. And I pray that, that moment should be eternal.
The sound of his voice awaken me, but I would pretend to still be asleep. Until his arms covered my body
and begun to feel the heat of his physique. So caring and tender and gentle.
‘til one night, I felt he has changed. the way he hugged me were not gentle as cotton. So, I said stop! That
was the very last I felt the moment of being cared. I became so intoxicated and be home languished lying
to my bed. Days, months of bitterness and Depression is trying to attack and colonized my mind. I felt a
sudden pain all over my body. Pain that is not normal. And I need to go to the hospital, the results started
to sink. I’m drowning! I want to be a bubble that in a glimpse of an eye, am not already there. I wished to
be alone and exits to this stage of life.
My family was there, but my father was there and was the last man standing beside me. He hoisted me onto
his arms and carry me home. That feeling I has as he carried me down –feeling completely secure and able
to let my heart be completely at ease-that was peace. That is how I first and last learned about Peace, while
being carried on my father’s back.