Indeed, God has His way of calling our attention and testing us how well we have learned, willing to follow, and how to forgive and understand in the midst of man-made disaster. And to this writing, I am still displeased from the incident.
It was almost lunch time, my partner was wrapping up her online-meeting since she was working from home, when I heard an overflowing water but could not identify where it was coming from, our faucet was off, no one was using the water.
By the way, I am living in a bachelor-size ground floor room with my partner. It is an old semi-wooden apartment compound. On top of us there are two other units. Anyway, soon enough my partner hang-up and did the same. She was searching where the huge sound of water was coming until it one-by-one created its entry and dug holes from various parts of our ceiling that we two could no longer contain and attend to. Instinct dictates, my partner went up and asked the unit directly on top of us and checked if they were using the water and explained it's leaking to us, and the guy replied, no.
So, my partner called on the other unit, it appeared it was from them since they were having their aircon cleaning service. But it wasn’t an easy admission that the cleaning process they did was all wrong and affected us due to the huge water leak. We went through an exchange of words and had the housewife of the other unit enter our room to see the damage they have caused us. After a while she called on us and said sorry. My partner also apologized not for her behaviour but for the anger it brought to her, to us, because of the effect of their actions, as she had to stop working and attend to everything—cleaning the mess, shutting down the electricity, saving whatever could be saved from possible damage, and look for our flashlights and a lot other things. For those who still don’t know me, movement is part of my lifetime challenge being a stroke survivor myself.