After an extremely busy week... the power, gas and water are running at our new apartment, and the lights are finally up too. Next on the list is to actually secure a tenant.
Mummy's Grandpa has been discharged from the hospital earlier today. Actually it was to everyone's surprise that he had a speedy recovery. But we are glad that he pulled it through. However he is back to his old self... doesn't utter a word, keeps to himself and looking depress. The people around can only do what they can to make that person feel better... but at the end of the day the person must find the will to carry on, the need to feel happy.
Maybe it is easier for a younger person to recover from a bitter episode because he or she knows that there are many more things to look forward to, many more things to be taken care of, many more opportunities to right a wrong... but for a person who has lived a full life, he or she has nothing more to look forward to, nothing else that needs to be taken care of and not many opportunities left to right a wrong... and that is when one will lose the meaning of life. This may sound a little morbid... but perhaps all we need is not to have everything which we desire for, just so that we will continue to have a reason to continue living.
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