I’ve gotten some really bad news today when I was walking around in Costco with Ri looking for brown sugar. Ri and I were in the midst of an argument about how to go about cutting down our monthly spending since the night before. Many proposals were discussed and opinions exchanged quite irrationally because I was too emotional and Ri was too un-emotional, in other words, I couldn’t stop crying and yelling.  However, after a good night’s sleep and some cuddling this morning, we were ready to approach our mistakes from the night prior and make some doable action items. We were so wrapped up in our own problems, but life turns on a dime, right?

My maternal grandmother was diagnosed with end stages of liver cancer yesterday. She is almost 90 years old, and she is the funniest old person you will ever meet. One time I caught her scolding our dog Bella ” you only come and sit by me when your dad and mom and sister(me) is not home! Go away, I don’t want to sit with you.” with a slightly jealous tone but reaches out to pet her on the head at the same moment.

When I was living in Taiwan all year last year, I had shared a bed with my grandma. Like all grandparents, the first question she asks me after she hasn’t seen me for a few hours is “are you hungry?” She cooks me vegetarian food (she has been a vegetarian for as long as I can remember) to eat in the morning, to take to work with me as lunch, and some more as dinner.

Grandma is a very light sleeper, but like all old people, she likes to sleep when the TV is on and will wake up as soon as the TV is turned off. So she sits with me after dinner watching English crime drama on TV knowing absolutely nothing in English and dozes off occasionally. One time she asked me what “yes” means because she’s heard that word on the shows so many times, it just brings so much laughter to all our family members to heard her actually speaking another language.

All of my other grandparents are deceased. This maternal grandma is the last of the generation. Darn liver cancer. My paternal grandma and one of my maternal aunts both passed because of the same disease, we suspect it is due to the stress of this recent loss and all that is going on with my brother that makes my grandma ill. *sigh*

Such horrible news, it really snaps you out of your so called everyday worries and put things in perspectives. Hence the French Bulldog puppy, there should be more of French Bulldog puppies or just puppies in general in this world, no?

Anyway, I fly home December 9th.