Love of Her Life

A friend (K) lost her husband last evening after a long battle with the dreaded cancer.

They have 3 very young children with the eldest in K2 and youngest just a year old.

I remember the last time we met, it was during Mr Liow's promotion ceremony in 2007. They were there for the same thing. AN was only 3 months old and I chatted with K about everything kids-related. And then we had dinner together after the ceremony.

Shortly after, Mr Liow got to hear that the husband wasn't well. Along the way, we heard of him going through surgery to remove a tumor, recovered but then it came back most recently.

Just 2 days ago, their eldest daughter pleaded with him to attend her graduation concert (before she moves on to Primary 1) because she wants it to be perfect. He breathlessly replied that he'll try.

K is a strong woman. Very strong.

Yet life is so fragile.

We wonder what happens when one passes on. Do we open our eyes and see ourselves in heaven? Do we walk through the tunnel? What is it like?