B...

I’m stealing time to write today because my B just lost her grandfather after a long battle with his illness. One should think by this time I’m used to this already considering there had been quite a number of losses among my closest people. Yet whenever it happens I cannot help not to feel for those who just lost their loved ones. I’m sad that B is experiencing this loss, but more than that I felt sorry that I’m so far away that I could not do much for her.

When my dad passed away B was a tower of strength and she had showered so much attention to me and my family by doing little things like showing up to my place every day bringing little treats. I will always love her for that and for a lot of other things. As much as I like my independence and freedom living away from home at times like this I regret of moving away.