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Sunday, March 16, 2008

Adults never make sense.

they never do.
even now that im 25+.
i still think that my parents generation never make any sense.
they dont get simple logic.
and they mix everything up together.
they never.. think.
i was so upset today.
i burst out crying when my cousin vanessa asked me what happened.
but i thank God that she was there to just comfort me n crap with me.

this is day 6 since she went into a coma.
everyday we are at SGH.
Every single day.
we went from:
Hope => Despair => Grief => Acceptance.
Now we are just counting the minutes, hours, days, weeks.

Let Your will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.
Amen.

fallen @ 3/16/2008 10:45:00 PM