As I’ve mentioned earlier, my uncle who suffered from tuberculosis died an alcoholic. During his lowest point where he no one could help him anymore, everyone decided that he should be kept in one of the rehabs in our place except for one – his mother.
I was just thinking that maybe, if we disobeyed my grandmother’s decision, maybe he was saved. Or maybe not? Well, he’s resting in peace now. It’s too late even to think about that. I just hope no one will follow his foot steps in the family. I really hope….