I wish I have words to pen down. But I don’t have anything to write. This week seems nothing to me as I just lying in my bed. I even can’t read. It seems that one of precious gift from Him will be take away. I hope not. I have problem with my eyes, both.
Honey, I know you can be my eyes but I still need these eyes at least to look deep into your eyes. Am I going to losing this too? Please, don’t take this from me. I need these eyes. I am not ready to lose my eyes. Who does?
I did radiotherapy on Monday. And yes, the side effects made me become worse. That the things that I am going to share with anybody. I could not share how hurt it is. It’s hurt….
There are books on my table and beside my pillow that I wanted to read. Not to read and write is painful. One of my other worlds is not in my hand anymore. I wanted to write, to read. It is enough if I can read daily newspaper. I just wanted to hold a paper in my hand.
But…my energy is so weak. I could not hold a glass even.
Honey, I love you. Thanks for the strength you gave me.