The saddest part of coming home after 5 days being away is to look at the condition of my grandmother getting older as the days goes by. She can barely walk or talk, practically she cant do anything on her own except sleep, and everytime when i ask her who i am, its either she keeps quiet and looks away, or she says the name of her grandchild that she hadnt seen for 20years. If one day god were to tell me that i will grow old and the person whom baths you, feeds you and puts you to sleep everday is not even your own biological child, id rather not live.
Posted on: Sat, 09 Nov 2013 01:14:50 +0000
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