Grief.

I'm writing this post in a mixed feeling of sadness and hope, interlaced with one another. Three days ago, my dad called me and Mum and told us that my aunt Flora is in a coma. Apparently she and my uncle had just returned from Kimanis where suddenly she complained of a headache. At home, she collapsed and was hospitalised since. It was not just an ordinary headache, it was hemorrhagic stroke.

The doctors told us that she might not survive.

Right now, I am in denial. I can't believe that how a healthy person like my aunt would suddenly be lying on that hospital bed. I haven't seen her since she was hospitalised, my Mum immediately went to QEH to see her. Like the doctor, she too said that my aunt is still valiantly hanging on to her life. 

Looking back at the moments I've spend with her, she is like a mother to me and my cousins. When I was little, she took care of us. When I was in university, everytime she and her family came to KL, she would call me up and give me some pocket money. Now, since I started working, she would come visit at our house in KK for Chinese New Year and other family gathering. Even though, she was always there, I never took the effort to catch up with her.

Now, I am anxiously waiting next to the phone. All of us had been on standby alert these past couple of days. I just hope by the time I go back to KK tomorrow, I'll be able to see her..I do hope it's not for the last time...

Aunt Flora during Chinese New Year this year.

God, may Your will be done.

***At 23.40p.m, God's finger touched her and she slept.
Rest in Peace, Aunt Flora.