I had just finished my PMR when my mom was diagnosed with colon cancer. I was pretty naive back then and once she came back from operation, I thought that everything would be back to normal.

In the span of 2 years, her condition got worse. She had to move around with a urine bag connected to her body. Not long after that, the pain was too unbearable that she had to be put under morphine all the time.

It was definitely heart-wrenching to see her in semi-conscious state. Sometimes she could not even recognise me. It was at that particular moment that I wished for her to pass away ASAP to release her of all the pain.

I was finally granted that wish on my 2nd day of SPM. Until today, I still can't imagine how it felt to put myself in my mom's shoe.

Anyway, just live life to the fullest as if everyday is your last day. I have been thanking God silently every time I woke up in the morning for giving me another day to look forward to.