Another sad news has arrived. My aunt, who is my father’s older sister, died of heart attack yesterday. It was a swift death, and somehow I am thankful. She was a good person, and I’d like to think God didn’t want her to suffer long.
I am reminded of the few occasions I shared with her. She was always with a beaming smile. She would always ask about my well-being and I would always tell her that I was just fine. Though we’ve never had any serious conversation, I knew in my heart that she cared for me.