Read. write. future thoughts

I came across a blog that lost her baby at the age of 7 months old, Vincent. He was a prematured baby of 28 weeks instead of normal babies (40 weeks).

I was disturbed by the news. She was strong enough to accept the fact and i've read her letter to her (doctor/someone) to console him, and wrote all her feelings.

I think no one would every be alright if someone he/she treasurers the most in the world passed away. Come on, especially to parents who witnessed their child died beofre them. It is so sad and so much pain to the parents.

Life is very fragile isn't it? No one can ever predict when we would die. And after we die, where do we go? what do we do? can we still have feelings and continue living? There are so many questions and doubt that no one can answer.

I agreed with the blogger that, it is not the durations that counts in our lives, it is how we live our lives. The quality that matters, whether we have live our lives comfortably and die with no regrets.

There are a few things that i have yet to do... and there are a few things that i have yet to received.

What would be your feeling now if someone were to told you that you have only one day left before you go away from Earth? Hmm, i guess i would go blank for a while and might be started to worry, worrying how would my loved ones be after i died, basically, i dont know what to do. Many people said that they will do everything before they die. What are the things that i want to do most in my life? NO, i have nothing in particular that i wanted to do. hmm... if it is so, then i guess i would leave this world without regret? since there is nothing that i wanted so badly.... haha

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But i hope i can start a family with someone whom i love the most and have our own children. It would be great if he sees only me, kiss only me, loves only me, romance only me.... wouldnt it be nice if everytime you open your eyes he is right in front of you, giving you the best kiss and hugs, whispering, "hey baby, good morning." before sleep, he would be the one who hugs me tight, and tell me sweet talks before to sleep. Hugs me from behind when i m cooking, or be there whenever i need someone to talk, hugs me when i m not alright even though i lied that im fine. (sigh, im dreaming. there is no such man in this world that still exist, apparently with good looking and good financially stable, i dont need a rich one)

i hope i can have a warm and comfortable home, for me to hide when i dont feel like meeting people. a neat kitchen for me to cook for my family members, and a comfortable bedroom with clean toilet.

hhhmmmm...so nice if i have all those by the age of, ermm 26? hahaha...