That day, I was deeply saddened and affected by the news of a tragic accident that took away two young lives. Two brothers aged 13 and seven were killed by a cement mixer truck. In a day, the parents lost both sons.
I was weeping as I read the news on my phone in the MRT.
If it had been me, I would have been crushed. The pain from such a loss which have ripped me apart. I'm not sure if I'll survive. I think I'll probably not be able to live, with that kind of tormenting pain.
So I'm going to tell myself to count my blessings every single day. My two babies who bring me joy, hope and faith since they arrived. They make me want to become a better person for their sake.
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