What you see, What you hear, When you leave, Who are you?
Another One Bites the Dust
October 13, 2008My lola beth died last night. As a child i was so close to her, she’s like a yaya to me. I got fond memories of her, like waiting for her everynight at the doorsteps of our house, because i would’nt go to sleep unless she tucks me to bed, thats how close we were.
The death of a loved one can be a trying time. Making funeral arrangements, coping up with grief, and finalizing everything. It can take so much time and energy when you have little to spare. I know it because I’ve been in that kinda situation before, it’s only been months since my father died.
