Deep down in my heart, I know why. But I resist, and refuse.

It's a sad day. Besides sending my parents to the airport, I had to send my auntie's maid too (who is my maid's sister-in-law). Her husband aruptly died of cardiac arrest in his sleep (no signs of illness before that) and she's going back for good. Somehow, I feel rather affected by this. It's just tragic. She has been here for some time, and has two kids back home. How must it be for the kids, to see their father go, and not have their mother around? And for her? Working in Singapore, trying to provide for the family, only to never see her husband again. I just felt so down thinking about it.

When I picked her up from my aunt's place, I discovered she had to cope with yet another loss, on top of things back home which must be occupying her mind. She has grown attached to my aunt's family, especially the three children, whom she has been taking care off since they were just infants. And she has to leave them, all so suddenly.

=( 

I've been troubled by other things to. My dearest friend who's going through a difficult time. I can't say much, but only listen. For I think I understand. After all, I have been through it, in my own ways. 

And the state of affairs has been sorely disappointing to me. And above all, beyond everything that has happened, it's just so sad. Maybe I treat others too seriously, and there lies my weakness. And so, when they have to make an exit from my life, I grieve over old times. 

I don't think I'll find such a person in my life ever again. Nor will I let myself, for its just too difficult.