Ed psych and all the rest.
instead I'm at KKH w mama.
an urgent appointment, internal bleeding, an despite all the assurance I gave her, I'm worried.
didn they remove her entire womb,
why's there still bleeding after a year?
4 more patients to our turn, time seem to crawl.
my thoughts wander to no. 9 thrift drive.
the last day is always the hardest.
people don't break down when the funeral is on going,
but when goodbye is forever the moment that piece of wood disappear,
that's when the reality hit you hardest.
you'll never get over a lost easily
you start thinking that he won't be here to witness your graduation, your marriage, your career.
you start thinking of the number of things you could or shd have done
when he was still around
and hate yourself for putting work first.
and that's why I find myself here this morning.
at KKH. beside my mom.
thinking of my friends.
and praying that everyone will be fine.
we sometimes forget in our endless pursuit,
that without our family,
we won't even be here.
'There's a paradise up there,
for only Him decides who to go.
don't question,
just trust,
and leave it in his hands.
for He has his plans'
have faith.
