It is hard to look at this man.
Four years ago, he had helped me get on track in Canada, so confident, so lively and full of knowledge. And today, I cannot comprehend what he says. I try hard to keep things "normal" and continue talking about my college, driving, rez. But I feel uneasy.

He was getting up to wear his jacket. I did not  know whether I should help him or let him wear the jacket himself. I handed him the jacket. On one hand, I wanted to help him and on the other, I was afraid that his ego would be hurt and he would feel that I am having pity on him. I let him wear it by himself. His son comes and helps him. I feel a pang of guilt. I look down and start walking away.

I wish life was not so unfair. His youngest kid never got a chance to see him when his health was great. His wife now is the bread winner of the family. She keeps the spirit up. God, please help her, please be at her side when she breaks down. Please take care of this family. They are beautiful people. The oldest son now is merely 15 years old but his actions are no less than an adult. Please God, help them, let the bright sun shine in their lives.