Thursday, July 9, 2015


Getting sick is not the best experience at all, but it makes us aware that our body lack rest.
When we constantly ignore the warning, our body has its own way of getting our attention and begging us to rest.

For the past few days, although I was sick, I had fond memories of my husband taking care of me.
I was shivering profusely at night when there were the aircond and fan were not even switched on.
Pandamopi made a trip to the kitchen, boiled the water and brought it to me with medicine. His sleep was disrupted because of me.

The night was dark, and I was sick, but I am glad that someone is there to take care of me when I am sick.
I was in pain but I was deeply touched.


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