Aunty R lost her husband in a freak accident last month.
They were returning to JB from Malacca after consulting a multitude of specialists to improve her husband’s ailing health.
Her husband was looking on at the mechanic, who was stooping to change the punctured tyre at the side of the highway. Then, he told her to line the road with the cones to caution on-coming vehicles of their stalled car, ulimately saving her life.
While she dutifully did as instructed, a speeding car suddenly crashed head-on into her husband. Time cruelly slowed to a crawl as she absorbed the visions that continue to haunt. All she could do was witness her husband’s body being flung over due to the forceful impact.
Cradling him in her arms, she saw life escape through his battered breaths. 1-2-3 and he was gone.
It’s difficult to see her pace the halls, going about her cleaning routines with her eyes awash with sorrow. She continues on with life because she has 7 kids to feed and bills to pay.
Such is the brutality of life.
Sometimes she stares blankly into space during her breaks. Other times, I see her eyes all red and swollen. I sat beside her today, squeezing her hand as she sobbed away. I didn’t say much. Because I know my words can never lessen her pain.
We can plan all we want for the future, although nothing comes between God and His will.
Thy will be done.
All things happen for a reason. And what starts out as a rude awakening or an abrupt turn may straighten out into a brighter path. At least, that’s what I have faith in.
And if incidents like this doesn’t alter your perception in life, then whatever makes you happy.
I think we spend too much time harping on the minor things in life, throwing tantrums over the mundane, uncalled for outbursts due to the slightest petty happenings and forget to focus on what’s really important in life.
I’ve had enough of sweating over the small stuff. My life has no time for manic depressive episodes.
I want to live the life God has blessed me with.
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Physical proximity doesn't affect the love you feel for someone.
It never will.
You can be worlds apart and still keep on loving.
Or beside and never appreciating.
I'm praying that Aunty R finds her peace soon.
