Death, close to home

Its such coincidence that I was just blogging about dealing with death in the last post.

My grandma lost her battle to cancer, and passed away peacefully in March.

There were too much memories and time that we shared together, growing up in the same home under one roof.
Those evenings we spent playing with my cats and kittens and dogs. A kind soul like her, she cared for every single stray cat or dogs that came by our house.

The brilliant mind at home, she can fix anything despite not having proper education. I do miss her.

I can stil find myself welled up whenever I speak of her.

May you rest in peace.

Random Thoughts

There's a line called Limit.
We don't draw this invisible line, but one has to adhere to it.

To find understanding and respect for each other is like finding the perfect soil to grow your seeds in. If it was about pushing limits, I would like to ask why is it necessary?

Just so the strongest thrive? Are we being such pessimists that we need to constantly push ourselves as well as others to see who rise and fall?

Personal challenge is necessary.

Death is taboo.
The recent weeks brought too many grim news, I find it hard to cope, even though I wasn't directly affected.

My blessings are with the family members coping with the loss. I can't say that I understand how they felt, but I just hope they have the strength and courage and peace of mind to cope.