This very afternoon I think my grandma had a close brush with death. She is very old ady. 90. I'm sure most ppl have been lying down 6 feet under b4 they reach 90 but i guess my grandma is pretty lucky. 2 of her sisters passed away at the ripe old age of 90 sth.Years ago she had a medical checkup. The doc found that she had sth that looks like a tumour inside of her. Surgery is not advised. The doc said she is very old and advised us to be prepared for the worst ady. It has been a few years since then. My uncle who had brought her for the check up had passed away b4 she did. Who would have thought that there are such ironies in life???
This afternoon however, it really seemed like my grandma was wasting away. It was so sad... But luckily she got over it. Managed to eat th for dinner... Guess she really should watch her diet after all... One thing i learnt from the harrowing experience is that there was never a thing to fear in death itself. Rather i thought that the very idea of death is due to the fear of loneliness. When our loved ones are taken away from us, loneliness is inevitable... I guess that is why most people fear death. We all will never know how things will be for our loved ones. Even if we are the ones to go, i'm sure our worries would be if our loved ones would be lonely without us by their side...
Treasure the ones you love while they are still around...
