Tears

Had a fairly traumatic day yesterday. My grandparents were brought up to visit dad, and my grandma cried (not in front of dad, of course) after seeing him. :-( Haih, I felt so so sad when I saw her sobbing. To live through the Japanese Occupation (and running/hiding from the Japanese), to lead a tough, poverty-stricken life, to be practically a full-time nurse to her husband, to watch her son being stricken with cancer.. Life has already been so bitter towards her.. It's the nightmare of every parent, to have the thought of having to bury your child. -_-

Then on the journey back to Malacca, after she was done with sobbing, she was ok.. for a while. Then we were caught in a 1 hour traffic jam along a 30km stretch, she felt so nauseous she threw up. She just closed her eyes and went 'aiyah....' for the rest of the journey.

Talk about feeling completely helpless! Wish I had some sort of way to elevate her physical, mental, and emotional distress yesterday. But..

I really really wish I have the ability to shelter her from all the pain, leave pain to us younger ones to handle. It's our turn.. can't we give these people in their twilight years a break from life's turmoils?? I get ever so frustrated thinking about it. There's something utterly wrong with this world when an 80 year old woman sobs her heart out. :-(

To top yesterday off, I couldn't sleep till about 6am! I don't know why. And got up by 7am. Had to drive home at 9.30am. Haha, anyway, I reached PJ in one piece.. and record time. ;-) Took about 1 hour 20 mins. Not too bad. :-D

I'm off now.

God bless ya,
Jo

P.S. I know the last 2 sentences' mood seem incongruous with the somber tone of the earlier paragraphs. Reflects my state of mind?