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Tuesday, October 23, 2007



life is fragile, treasure it.
you will never know , maybe your closest family or friends would leave you tml.
nothing is certain in this world.
treausre and cherish them while you can
when mummy told me bout her friend's mother having brain and lung cancer.
final stage de, awaiting to die only.
my mind went blank.
suddenly,flashes of memories jsut went through my mind.
i miss you.grandaddy.
you were so nice and sweet to me luh.
i miss your laughters and smiles so much.
i miss talking to you.
the seat you always sat on was and will always be empty forever.
a place no one in the house would ever be able to replace.
i was reminded of how you were tortured by the illness.
i remembered you,
when you were emitted into the hospital.
i couldnt believe we could do nothing about it
and jsut sit there and await ffor death.
never did i know,
the last words you spoke to me.
"was goodbye, my dear vivian. see you tml."
but thre was no tml
you broke your promise , you said you would get well.
the last thing you asked of me.
was to get you chrysanthemum tea.
i will never forget that ever.
maybe thats why i like to drink it.
it reminds deeply of you:]
next day i went,
mummy warned me not to visit.
but i choose to still.
i saw a different person.
it wasnt youanymore.
all i saw was a ill and sick old man.
being brutally tortured by the illness , left with skin and bones.
you were still well the day before
but next day,
you were so weak.
i will never forget how awful and ugly you look upon death.
how much you suffered.
having slog so hard all your life.
you havent enjoy and spent a holiday with granny.
you left.
i am sorrysorrysorrysorry that i didnt even tell you about that.
you probably didnt even know what u were suffering from.
but it was after much hesitaiton,
we decided not to tell you, afraid you would ..
why did you continually shed tears before you left,
was it because you were worried of granny?
i cant say shes well and veyr happy now.
ever since you left, i never saw the old smile she had ever.
now,she's falling ill.
i am sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry that i didnt see you off.
i wish time could fly back,
but all i could do was jsut to stand there and await..
i know how saddening it was for daddy too.
afterall,he was the eldest.
probably had the closest relationship with u among all your children.
i knew you the first too.
i would neverever forget how granny broke down at your funeral.
how heartbreaking it was.
I MISSMISSMISSMISS you alot.

(8:14 PM)