Today is 7 months.

Last year, on the 2nd of May, I had gone to watch a movie with a colleague and my little sister. I was sick that day and came home. Papa was also not feeling well at all but he could still ask me if I was feeling better or ok. He is the best.

Mama’s birthday was a bit hard to celebrate since I didn’t really know what to do. We just had dinner and things like that.

April 27th last year, Papa went in for his second round of chemotherapy… Mylotarg that more or less crippled Papa’s bone marrow forever. I remember I had to leave early from an office meeting last year to pick my little sister up and then head home and to the hospital.

It’s been a tricky week.

It has been an interesting month to say the least. I made a few new friends, tried to fill up my time with some nonsensical stuff but I think I must’ve been feeling quite low and clogged ‘cos I didn’t update my space for a month or so. I just didn’t know what to say.