Death, to become
Its been 3 months since mum's diagnose of stage 4 cancer. Doc says she has 1 to 6 months left.
We have been thru all the up and downs already. Its been past the tears time, lifés back to normal.
I started working, ánd Dad's taking care of mum, everyday.
Actually sometimes I feel that when I'm dying, I rather know months in advance, then to go suddenly, unprepared.
Seeing a constant stream of well wishers, from ex nurses of Ward 43, Gleneagles 8 west, to agency collegues, to cousins, aunties, uncles, to brothers, step brothers and sisters, to her mum, her grand auntie, to her kids.
Almost everyone comes forward with remedy and tips for fighting cancer. And aunties offer salvation of the soul with Christianity, my friends offer salvation with buddhism.
Rather can one have the privillege of planning your own death, planning where to put your soul, and receiving an endless stream of blessings, praises of having led a fulfilling life, and prayers for your well-being.
And the love, the steady stream of love being received, from everyone around her, and the unconditional love from Dad.
These days, my dad holds my mum's hands as they watch tv together after dinner. My dad cooks for her meals, make the chinese medicine for her, and sing positivity to her ears every now and then.
Dad taught me to give, unconditionally. And I know I will learn more with you, soon.
I love you mum, you shall be peaceful, as what the Chien said.
I love you dad, and you shall not be alone.
We have been thru all the up and downs already. Its been past the tears time, lifés back to normal.
I started working, ánd Dad's taking care of mum, everyday.
Actually sometimes I feel that when I'm dying, I rather know months in advance, then to go suddenly, unprepared.
Seeing a constant stream of well wishers, from ex nurses of Ward 43, Gleneagles 8 west, to agency collegues, to cousins, aunties, uncles, to brothers, step brothers and sisters, to her mum, her grand auntie, to her kids.
Almost everyone comes forward with remedy and tips for fighting cancer. And aunties offer salvation of the soul with Christianity, my friends offer salvation with buddhism.
Rather can one have the privillege of planning your own death, planning where to put your soul, and receiving an endless stream of blessings, praises of having led a fulfilling life, and prayers for your well-being.
And the love, the steady stream of love being received, from everyone around her, and the unconditional love from Dad.
These days, my dad holds my mum's hands as they watch tv together after dinner. My dad cooks for her meals, make the chinese medicine for her, and sing positivity to her ears every now and then.
Dad taught me to give, unconditionally. And I know I will learn more with you, soon.
I love you mum, you shall be peaceful, as what the Chien said.
I love you dad, and you shall not be alone.