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July 11, 2006
Life Is Death
My cousin Alex called me last night asking for my dad's cell/home numbers. He said the doctor told him just now that my aunt's condition had worsen. My dad said they'll most likely fly out this Thursday. Osmond saw her mother a few weeks ago but had to get back to work in HK. He was planning on going back on the 28th of this month. Alex called him last night and told me that Osmond will be flying out tomorrow instead. I hope he can see his mother before she passes. I'm hoping, or maybe I shouldn't. I feel like praying, then I find myself asking: "To 'whom' shall I pray to?" I wish that I could leave this week, but I can't.
Death is okay, death is inevitable, death is life, but why the physical pain? Maybe if there's no pain, there's no healing.
Life is what it is.
Posted by Robert at July 11, 2006 07:30 AM