The home now seemed so quiet these days.
Not much giggling.
Not much sibling rivary.
Not much of goofy dad.
Not much smiles.


The doctor said it.
The stomach cancer was true.
6 months to a year.
And one member of the family will embark on the jouney to heavens.

What's more heartbreaking was not just the ticking of the clock,
but the fact that we had to hide it from dear grandma.
And grandpa too.

I've never felt so afraid in my life.
Fingers feelin so cold.
My tears just felt so real..so real..

Perhaps, this is my most valued lesson.
To learn how life has taught me about death.

I'll be prayin for you, dear grandma.
For i believe forever more, that miracles do happen.