Found this note in my phone written on the last day of 2016.
A year we learnt about life (and death).
Demise of MIL brought out many emotions in us.
Guilty for all the rolled eyes moments, disagreements and silent protests.
Regret of thinking she will live forever. In fact, thinking everyone lives forever and ever.
Painful of the missing footsteps and compliments of what's coming out from the kitchen or oven. Cooked or half cooked. Tasty or not.
The buzz around IZ of his being. She would be excited to watch him going to P1 next week.
Dearly missed, still tearing, but we seek solemn that she is in better place, free from physical pain and suffering. And she will continue to watch over us.
Always in our heart.
