I fear for what I cannot see...

I started on this book, named PS I Love You, written by Cecelia Ahern yesterday when I was trying to escape mugging.

Reading through the first few chapters and it brought tears to my eyes. I'm not a fan of crying but there is some where within me where fear of losing someone or something resides. I remember vividly when I was very young, my mummy used to hug me to sleep and sometimes she would ask me what will I do if she's gone. I still remember the exact feeling I have when she asked me that question - hopelessly sad. Whenever I thought seriously about any of my loved one leaving me forever, I would tear...

People who knew me know that I am a tough nut that do not tear easily, except for some things that really struck my raw nerve. Reading that storybook did. When the main character, Holly's husband, Gerry, died, my heart went all out to her. I could feel her sadness, her helplessness and her emptiness. To add on to the pain, Gerry was a very loving and humorous guy who left a monthly note behind after his passing so as to help Holly stand up and face a whole new life - a life without him.

I am so sure that if I am Holly, I would be crying myself dry, especially each time I read a new note from him... OMG... sentimental Lala tonight.. crap. It must be the night la!

Right, before I end my entry, I would like to thank Joycelyn for lending me her book. Alright, I'll go battle with my text again.... argh...