An ostrich!

I send a message to my girlfriend who is living in New Jersey about 4 year old Charmaine's battle with her illness. I was thinking that perhaps when Charmaine and her mom is in NY, they could get some cheer from some Singaporeans. I think it would lift up their spirits considerably. When U are all alone in a strange land, battling for your life, everything would seem so bleak. And when there are new updates, be it good or bad, U would have no one to share with. I think it is very demoralising! U will feel U are all alone in the world. As I rattle on to my girlfriend last night, I think she was excited and yet afraid. She was excited that she could do something meaningful to while away her time. Her husband's nature of job often took him away, leaving her alone with 2 cats in their apartment. But she was afraid that she might be badly affected by it. She said that on some days when she is feeling lousy, she might not want to be there to give support as it would make her feel worse. I do understand where she is coming from. I used to think like this. If I am feeling lousy why should I go and see or hear about other people's stuff. I was very self centred. Or U could call me an ostrich! If I don't see it then I will not know it. If I don't know it, that it don't exist in my world. That is until my father's illness and death that makes me realise I was wrong. I could do that regardless what I was feeling. When I see the hospice staff who rallied round the patients, the volunteers who come in everyday to try to make the patients comfortable and perhaps also to let them know that they are not forgotten nor alone. I was very touched by it. I feel all these people make the differences in the patients' heart and mind. I leave it to my friend to decide how she would like to help as I am not sure of her capacity. But whichever way she choose, I am sure she will make the right decision that is to her best capabilty.