I saw mum, she was so alive....
We were chatting and reminiscing our trip to the Canadian Rockies. How beautiful it was, how sublime, how grand the tours and stays at such lovely hotels!
She told me about her latest diagnosis, it isn't good. She probably needs to do treatment again...
"Lets go travel again, mum! Let's go!" I was hurting and breaking down inside, but I felt I needed to be strong again, for her sake.
She smiled at me...
I woke up crying...
How I miss her so much.
How I miss my late parents so much still.
