Good News and Bad News...

I got an email yesterday from my Aunt Myrna telling me that my dear Grandmother is already doing fine. The worst is over and she was already brought home. All of us are praying that she will get better and better. I miss you, Lola Jane!

On the other hand, I felt like crying. This morning, my mom asked me if I can absent myself from work. She is undergoing operation. I said I cannot. Now, that was being so mean. I hate myself. I wish I can disappear from the face of the earth. Sorry, Mom. I hope you can forgive me. Let me work this out with myself and my stupid pride.