Be with Me Page #2

It was in Bombay that I encountered

my first sorrowful experience.

One night

God wanted me to know His world.

My traveling companion | Peggy and I

were standing | on the balcony of the hotel

when she described | what she saw to me.

On the dirty pavements

were hordes of homeless | families sleeping.

Peggy said they looked | hungry and lifeless.

It struck me then | that while I was disabled,

I had everything.

These people were just struggling

so that they could survive.

I quietly made a vow that one day

I would donate something

to these poor people in India.

In 1975, I appealed | to the public for help

and received some money

with which I bought | two Perkins Braille writers

and two Braille watches.

I arranged for these | and a sum of money

to be sent to India.

I did a lot of growing up | in America.

I received an education,

I did things | I never thought I could do.

I even dated.

Pa.

Theresa loves your cooking.

I love curry.

It tastes good.

Anything special you would like | my father to cook?

My father is very inspired | by your book.

This tastes very nice.

Your father is a good cook.

My father is very happy | cooking for you.

He really enjoys your feedback.

I have three regular visits a week

from kind folks | who come to help me

with my weekly grocery shopping,

to take me out | or to keep me company.

My father is getting better.

...From one who loves you...

Going down.

Going up.

Going up.

We all have dreams.

I am no different.

I dreamed of being

a Chinese opera singer | at age three,

but fate robbed me | of this dream.

Are there dreams | that do not die?

God alone knows, | and I trust Him.

I nearly got married in 1968,

but I lost him to nose cancer

on Christmas Day, 1968.

Till today,

at five to 5:
00 | every Christmas morning,

my tears flow freely.

Today I am still single

and still very much | in love with him.

I dreamed of love and family

but God took my only love

and all my sweet dreams died.

Pa, I need your help.

I have to attend | to a suicide case now.

I need you to visit Theresa.

She's expecting me at 8:00 p.m.

Can you please go first?

I can't make it on time.

I don't want her to worry.

Smells good.

What did your father | cook today?

Who are you?

Are you his father?

Yes.

Come in.

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