sad things keep happening recently. my mum told me that the auntie who's always selling tissue paper at the yishun mrt underpass has just passed away. word of mouth was that she was buying something at the ang mo kio hawker centre and just collapsed like that.
i always thought she and her husband were very nice, they smiled a lot. they sell tissue paper together, one of them will stand and hawker while the other rested by the stairs. when i pass by i'll look and them and tell myself that look, this is proof that love can last for a long time, because they were really really old, but yet they took care of each other so well.
then my mum found out that they were actually working so hard to support their 2 granddaughters, who're mentally handicapped. and i'm like god, how do these things happen? how tough can someone's life get? maybe we learn more when the road's not so smooth, but sometimes you really wonder whether it's worth it.
may she rest in peace, and may her loved ones also find peace.
