Words can kill..but words can also heal. Some things once they pass by might never come by.
I teared as I cuddled my mother. Those were the words I spoke.
Indeed, some things that pass you by might just never come around again.
I had a bad dream during the night: my mum contracted cancer..and I cried because I don’t want cancer to take my mum away from me. As dearie and christin consoled me that reality does not stand in that way - my mum definitely doesn’t have cancer.
Nonetheless, if I have to take a stand against reality, the truth is I am still gradually losing my mum, not to cancer, but, to time. Time ages every one and every living thing, like it or not.. when we were younger, it matures us, now we’re old, the weariness that time has brought upon us, is like a mask we wear on our faces and a costume adorned on our bodies. time does take its toil on our bodies. Remember how we used to stumble off bikes and rammed ourselves into the trees while roller blading, almost immediately we could shake off the dust and hobble on. Now if we do trip over something, we probably would break a bone or two.
Time and tide waits for no man.
Before I lose the people I love, I want to treasure them so that I’ll leave no regrets when they one day leave my side.
It’s hard, it takes effort. But it’ll definitely be better than to weep in grief.
Dearie and I are planning for a marathon in Australia next year and it’s one of my greatest wish to bring my mum out for a holiday. I’ll make sure it comes to past.
When my loved ones are happy, I will be happy too.
I teared as I cuddled my mother. Those were the words I spoke.
Indeed, some things that pass you by might just never come around again.
I had a bad dream during the night: my mum contracted cancer..and I cried because I don’t want cancer to take my mum away from me. As dearie and christin consoled me that reality does not stand in that way - my mum definitely doesn’t have cancer.
Nonetheless, if I have to take a stand against reality, the truth is I am still gradually losing my mum, not to cancer, but, to time. Time ages every one and every living thing, like it or not.. when we were younger, it matures us, now we’re old, the weariness that time has brought upon us, is like a mask we wear on our faces and a costume adorned on our bodies. time does take its toil on our bodies. Remember how we used to stumble off bikes and rammed ourselves into the trees while roller blading, almost immediately we could shake off the dust and hobble on. Now if we do trip over something, we probably would break a bone or two.
Time and tide waits for no man.
Before I lose the people I love, I want to treasure them so that I’ll leave no regrets when they one day leave my side.
It’s hard, it takes effort. But it’ll definitely be better than to weep in grief.
Dearie and I are planning for a marathon in Australia next year and it’s one of my greatest wish to bring my mum out for a holiday. I’ll make sure it comes to past.
When my loved ones are happy, I will be happy too.
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