Today, I realized how fragile the human spirit can be. There on the bed lies my dying wai-gong (my mother's father) is dying from ospongous(the tube where food goes to your stomach) cancer. I miss the times i spent with him and regretted the times I misbehaved and made him angry.. That was a long time ago.. Now he is going to leave the world.

It's stage 4 cancer and nothing the doctors can do will save him. My mom suggested to have him as comfortable as possible, to live on the last days of his life. The pain in my heart is just, unbearable as I saw him spitting out whatever that goes in, including water. He can't eat or drink. He even spat out blood and.. the sight is just.. terrible.

Life, is just so fragile, a little sickness can cause a person to lose his life. I saw the scan of my wai-gong's body and I saw the tumor spreading out all over his liver. The number of it is just, uncountable..

So now, I can only look at him, weak and dying, on the hospital bed..

Today thought me alot of things. I'll never forget it.

and I"LL ALWAYS REMEMBER YOU WAI-GONG!!

as the saying goes, People do not treasure what they have, until they lose it.