A rough morning.


Deliciousgrandfather needs to urgently undergo a medical procedure and quite frankly, I’m gutted that I can’t be there for him, my mother and sister. When my mother answered the phone this morning, the tone of her voice was strained. I instinctively knew something was amiss, and when I asked her if anything was the matter, she explained the situation.

My heart sunk into my stomach. Tears welled up and I fought hard to keep it together. I know, as a rational and intelligent adult that human beings are mortal. Medical conditions happen or develop as a result of lifestyle choices or by fate. It’s a fact: we will all one day die. But of course that should never happen to my family. My family never gets sick. I won’t ever have to deal with death in my family (!).

I conversed with DG over Skype and he was his merry self, not too worried about it all. Where I would be too devastated to speak, he seemed more interested in chatting with Amazing M. I suppose I just have to leave it in the hands of the Universe and pray that it will all go smoothly.








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