Reflections

I just finished reading 'Handle with care' by Jodi Picoult, I wept.

When I read her 'Sister's keeper', I wept too.

I think I weep easily nowadays at TV shows or movies, books or even an newspaper article.

Mother instinct or Mother guilt tripm if that's what everyone calls it.

I weep over sad, heart-wrenching stories about parents, children, babies...

In the past, if any sad things happen to my life, I was confident I could pick up the pieces and move on bravely.

Now, I am not so sure. I do not know what I would do.

My heart is now tied to so many people...especially tightly bond to my three girls and my hubby.

This is life, right? As you grow older, you are no longer as carefree amd individualistic as before. Your life is no longer about you, yourself. You have to think about people you love.

I think I know what I should do.

Let what come may

Treasure what I have now