I clearly understand my grandma's side of story. But mum has her point too. Why can't they both just sit down and have a good talk? Most problems have solutions to it i believe. Well, at least this one surely does. But noo, they have to scream their lungs out at each other and start crying to be satisfied.
What worries me most is mum. I know she's done with chemo and all but the cells might come back. And if it does, it's gonna be real bad. A person's emotions very much affects the reoccurence of the cancer cells as far as I am concerned. Mum is supposed to be living happily but instead she's sad, worried and having a very hard time. So she claims. As a daughter, I am really concerned. I know I should go console her or something. That's the least I could do but I feel kind of shy to do so. I have this something in me that the more I care for someone, the harder it is for me to show it.
Then again, grandma was saying that grandpa couldn't sleep last night. He was saying that he tries so hard to earn a happy living for the family yet no one really appreciates him. Hmm.
I really don't know what I can do. Just hoping things will get better in time to come. That mum would be able to cheer up and live a happier life. This will only add to another one of my worries until everything turns out fine. Guess this is what life is all about.
Define it. Define family, anyone?
lin.


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