Life

It's funny how most people almost always realise how valuable something is only when it's gone.Like how beautiful the rain was when it's scorching hot outside. Or how wonderful the warmth of the sun felt when it's minus ten degrees. How yummy mummy's cooking is when all you have for lunch, breakfast and dinner are takeaways.





My dad's uncle passed away last week due to cancer. He was a strong man and he is deeply missed by all of us. It was agonising to see what radiotherapy did to him in just a few months but he fought hard.

He always had such an addictive smile plastered to his face everytime we came to visit him at the hospital in Penang, it would have been hard to believe the pain that he was going through.Our last visit was a few weeks back. He's at a peaceful place now and that's all that matters. God bless u 'tata'. It's extremely comforting to know that he has what many would yearn to have at his age; four wonderful grandchildren, and the very fact that he got to see and spend time with them.

The boundaries which divide life from death

are at best shadowy and vague.

who shall say where one ends,

and the other begins?

Edgar Alan Poe

Loves,

Gaya