I suddenly have this thought, that I think it is fated that God has taken my late mum away from the family. Today, I walk in the house, it was lonely, it was quiet. Sisters are out at work. Papa is still sleeping, and what if today wasn't my off day. The house would feel so empty. This made me realise, that after all, in the future, no one is going to be there full-time to take care of Mama while she's sick.
Yes, sometimes I feel that it is unfair for her to be taken away too early from me; from the family. But with what's going on in the household now: everyone is very busy, I think God has shown me that Mama is better off with him. At least her sufferings in this world would stop. At least I know that she is in a better place right now.
God knows how much I miss her and crave for her love and hugs.
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