i'm scared. for i suddenly realised last night, our own vulnerability. i have to learn to take care of myself, for one day, roles will be reversed, and i would have to be the one taking care of them.

and yet now, we aren't communicating enough, i'm just out too much too often. how is it that i place them as my utmost no. 1 priority, but feel the guiltiest towards them? the sense of not trying to do more, knowing that i haven't done enough, is tugging at my heart. i don't want to have to lose to treasure. nor live with regrets.

on a happier note, air con's fixed! and the month of july is coming! which means 15 more days till i fly!!! =)

but i really hope mum's ok.. so worrying to see the one strong woman i know weak.