Your Skin And Bones Turn Into Something Beautiful

This has been the most depressing week ever. I hate death. It's always accompanied by sorrow. Two deaths in the space of a week. A friend's father on Monday, and a friend's sister on Thursday. The former had been suffering from cancer, had surgery just last week, but died suddenly this week. The latter, just 20 years of age, died gruesomely on her birthday, dragged under a vehicle for literally a mile.

Image from the Straits Times.

I can't even begin to fathom how horrible and distraught both families must feel. So sorry for their losses. Truly. I can only pray that He will give them all strength and comfort them in times like these; make the world a better place, so that they will not have to suffer; let them find justice and solace. Please?

And Madam Kwa, perhaps better known as Lee Kuan Yew's wife, died, too. I'm a bit sorry to have to refer to her as Mrs. Lee, because I'm sure she was a very wonderful person, more than capable of having her own standing. But she deliberately shied away from the limelight, which I perfectly respect. Plus there's certainly no shame in being called the legendary Harry Lee's wife, no less. I admire both her and the relationship love they share.

There is so much more to life. All the problems I've had are trivial; school is temporal. It suddenly struck me today that Daddy is deteriorating, and I'm scared. (TOUCH WOOD x 1,000,000) How will/can I deal with losing someone?

I stole Anita's photo off Facebook. It's not mine!

The parents' flight got delayed today, so I burnt my entire day and didn't manage to study. But compared to the above, which perhaps puts things in the right perspective, it's nothing. I probably shouldn't go out tonight.


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