My mum left a note on the table in the morning saying that she might be late coming home. Later when she came back, she informed that one of our block flat neighbour auntie passed away from stomach cancer in the morning.
Just last week, my mum heard about the auntie who stayed below us who was hospitalised. The auntie was actually warded a month plus ago, but her husband kept quiet, until the 'wind' got out. My mum started to share about her, this auntie was on kidney dialysis 18-20 years ago till she did a kidney transplant. my mum was even her gurantor in the financial process. i was too young to know that, and i often saw her and her husband since we stayed so close. they helped to take care of their only daughter's baby daughter. i saw the baby from a small toddler to now a primary school attendin kid i guess.
Every now and then, when i pass by their home or see them in the neighbourhood or in the lift, i will say hi to them. But i never know that the auntie has such sickness.
And in my busyness with life, i did not even notice her MIA in the nieghbourhood.
When my mum heard about her condition, she was shocked too, and when she visited her earlier this week, the auntie had actually told the doctor to not treat her when she warded a month ago, i.e she just waiting for a time to be up.
This morning, the uncle called my mum and informed her that the auntie is in a dangerous stage. so my good hearted mum went witht the uncle via taxi to TTSH. it was rush hour. jam. when they reach the hospital's taxi stand, the auntie has already passed away.
She was not a believer.
not the onlyneither was my cousin one, when she passed away last month from a long-period suffering cancer. my cousin suffered many year, was well then came back again. when i visited with my parents on new year's day, i was shocked to see that the cancer has taken away most of her flesh. what i saw left was a skeleton covered with a thin layer of skin.
She told me" very scary hor my looks, its so fast.." she used to be quite prosperous.
i dont even know what to say. i sat that watching my mum massaging her limbs. I sat and i sat. wondering why it took me so long to by visit her.
she din make it to the lunar new year. her daughters are as old as me. every lunar new year, she will give me ang bao, she watch me grow up. she and her husband are very nice people.
i miss her and i miss the auntie in my block.
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This morning, there was silence in the air when my mum told me that my neighbour has passed away. it all happened so fast. it was a hot topic at home this week.
And i tot i heard God cried.
this song came to mind:
Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world, red and yellow, black and white,they are precious in His sight,Jesus loves the little children of the world.it so happen that that the most recent sermon by my pastor was on the blood of healing. on God's healing of the sick. I believe God can, and will heal the sick. period.
where is the love?but what Pastor asked about our compassion quotient is the main issue that God wants show me and deal with.
On a scale of 0 to 10. 0 being a stone cold heart, and 10 being a super compassionate Mother Teresa type, where am i on the compassion quotient scale? Pastor say cannot play cheat and choose five, cos its not left or right. i was thinking about it.
as i type this, i realised i am probably on scale 2 or 3 right now. reason being i am too concern about my own agenda right now. and i really thank God for showing me. (if you noticed, my mum is so much more compassionate then me. she is more than wonderful.)
less i grow colder and freeze to death. thank God he offers a way out. its about how you see people: do you see them as trees(part of the landscape) or do you see them as God sees? i.e His children..
From Mark 8:22-25:22They came to Bethsaida, and some people brought a blind man and begged Jesus to touch him. 23He took the blind man by the hand and led him outside the village. When he had spit on the man's eyes and put his hands on him, Jesus asked, "Do you see anything?"
24He looked up and said, "I see people; they look like trees walking around."
25Once more Jesus put his hands on the man's eyes. Then his eyes were opened, his sight was restored, and he saw everything clearly. 26Jesus sent him home, saying, "Don't go into the village.[a]"I pray that God open my eyes to see people as He sees. and to love people as He loves. In Jesus name, Amen!