i've come to accept that death is the only certainty but knowing that doesn't make it any less difficult to accept. last week was met with the passing of the in-law of one of my colleagues. it was a short battle with the big C for him - and i don't know if that was good or bad. good because it meant he didn't have to suffer for long; bad because it meant he couldn't stay and be with his love ones longer.
last friday, i finally managed to spend time with a good friend. she's been beset with her own family health problems - her mom in particular. i thought when she shared the good news last time about the biopsy results being negative that her problems would soon be over. i guess i was sadly mistaken. i had tears listening to her. i didn't mind being in a public place. we tried to laugh to fend off the sadness. i admire her. this made her grow up in ways no other could. its the same change i went through - being saddled with new responsibilities can make or break you. in our case, we've grown up to accept ours and it feels like it made us better people in the process. tm's mom is in the hospital and the prognosis isn't so good. i know that in times like these, prayers do help.
i fear death. not for myself because i think i've come to terms that we can go at anytime. its my fear of losing any of the people i love that i can't deal with. i pray everyday for their safety and for keeping us healthy among others. i hope that that is good enough.
