I indicate every single thing on my work calendar, but I still can't bring myself to indicate Tinda's passing on it.

It's been a week. Life goes on as per normal, but every few minutes I remember her and am filled with such overwhelming feelings. I had screen-captured all of our sms exchanges, and reading them made me smile and laugh, and I once again remember how caring she was, and SO hyper and excitable.








When I was about to give birth :

One of the books that she really liked to read was "The First Time" by Joy Fielding. I remember her calling me saying that the book is really intriguing but she's very embarassed to read it because people might see the title and think she's reading about sex, haha.





I choose to remember the good times instead. Every single day I still offer my doas, for her, and for her husband and kids, for them to have strength. She was truly a great lady.