Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
1 Corinthians 13: 4-7
1 Corinthians 13: 4-7
Losing someone who was a true meaning of those words is painful. For 15 years, my aunt, Lanny, has fought with all her might, the malevolence cancer that eating inside her. Bit by bit. She has to injected a shot each morning to her belly. She has undergone all kind of therapy. She lost her hairs many times. Yet still, her warm smile rarely left. It was a prominent feature of her lovely face. Typing ‘was’ is hurting me. I still can’t believe that she’s gone. Even after I saw her sand dune of bones. 59 years of life inside a granite jar.
1 komentar:
salam kenal... oh di sidebar atas ini foto tantenya toh...
turut berduka cita..
abis pas liat fotonya, kirain foto si empunya blog
trus pas baca postingan ini, sempet serem juga, kirain yang punya yang udah ngga ada...
ternyata bukan... hehehe
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