Maybe. Maybe Not.

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….

ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Blogger since 2007 | Home-based Marketing Assistant | WAHM | Ex-OFW | Music enthusiast | Cactus and Succulent Hobbyist | A 41 y/o mom of two lovely girls sharing her adventures as she walks through motherhood and having to do most things on her own while her Indian national husband works miles away from home.

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