Life is so fragile.
Lately, I have been reminded by how short and precious life can be. Events, one after another, made me rethink of how limited time we all have.
Earlier this month, a dear friend lost her mother. To stroke and other complications. A week after that, I heard news about my college ex-roommate’s mother, who had a bleeding stroke, and need to be admitted.
Last week, my dear good friend’s mother had a stroke too and hospitalized. I went to visit yesterday, although the mother looks stable and alert, her prognosis are dimmed. She’s a cancer fighter and from what I’ve learnt yesterday, it already metastasized. I looked at my dear friend’s face and I wanted to tell her, I totally understand what she’s going through now. I wanted to tell her that I have been there and done that. But no words came out. I just don’t have the courage. I hope she knows that I will always be there for her, to support her.
Before I left, we hugged and she hugged me so tightly, for quite awhile before she let me go. I am the person who reads people’s energy and I am very much affected by that. That’s also why I need a lot of alone time after any social meetup to recharge. Anyway after we hugged, I felt something inside me. I felt troubled. I feel like her burden has been lifted and transferred to me. That’s how I know the magnitude of her worries and sadness. She looks okay on the outside but deep inside her… I prayed that she will be given health, patience and strength to face this difficult times.
On a side note, today is my late eldest sister’s birthday. Happy Birthday Along.