Life Expectancy: 65 Years
Claud
An avid collector of your hopes and worries, a romantic at heart.
She thanks her fairies, for blessing her with people who know compassion down to an art.
For accepting her for who she is, who never fails to turn up,
in times of need as well as happiness, or just there for a loving hug.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Moving on
OK....seems like things are finally going to quieten down again.
Sometimes i wonder why my relatives are so anxious about my mum. My aunt said, on the behalf of the rest, is that they want whatever insurance monies to be spent on my mum alone.
I asked her...does it matter, whether your sister is paid for using insurance, or out of our own pockets, as long as she is well taken care of? Until such time when you see us disappear from the country with all the money and your sister left behind, then you should come after us.
My dad has been paying for the maid and supplies using his own pocket. AND it was them who wanted to bring my mum home...seriously, i think they are troubling my dad and i personally think that they owe my dad some form of gratitude.
He has to come out cash and his home for his wife so that her siblings can have THEIR piece of mind. Fine, family do that for each other. I'm just frustrated that it's not reciprocated. Asking to stay out of the picture, i think that's being very nice of us already.
In the meantime...i decided to sign a letter of declaration to borrow this sum from my mum on the condition that her needs are met. I think it's a good way to protect my family as well.
I'm just thankful that the dust is settling. Hope that S.O.B doesn't come and mess up my family anymore.
Make a will, do estate planning, buy health and life insurance.
I don't want to sound snobbish....but these days, I realise I don't have time for anything else. Between 8 students, 7 days, 6 good friends, 5 tragedies, 4 weeks, 3 relatives, 2 pending replies and 1 fucking SOB....i wonder how i actually pulled through.
(When I count my worries, I always count you twice)
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