days passed. no one wanted her in their houses. not because we hated her. but because she would ask her to give in to her demands of things we might not be able to easily get. She'd not take no for an answer. Everyone shunned her. what and how did she feel?

The song "gan xie ye shu" plays on the Hifi once every few days. She'd sit there alone, sing to it and praise God. When i look back on those days, waht a gentle joyful soul it was. How she'd just worship God with no regards of those around. Lonely she might be, but she never gave up on God. she would sit at the corner and start tapping joyfully to the song as she sang out loud. those were her last few months.

Once in a while she'd sit there not moving, then calling out to me and telling me she didnt feel well. The problem is that she sometimes make us do things when we cant. So we often hide ourselves from her sight. That soul. The very soul who sat on the family couch. The very soul that sang that song, that very soul that had love for no one else but the family.. that soul is not no longer here.