An Orphan

Nothing can sooth a broken heart of an orphan. That, I understand now that I am an orphan. my mother passed away after suffering from stroke. We really thought that she is on her way to recovery after her doctor allowed her to be discharged.

She wasn't.

She should have.

But she did not.

Now, I'm an orphan.

I lost my father two years ago. I am just about to accept he's gone and now, my mother.

It hurts. The pain is nothing physical. It is something that comes from the recesses of my soul. It is compounded by the fact that I will have to assume being head of the family.

Reality bites. I'm an orphan... and it is tough.