Remember Me

Let me tell you a true story.

An old woman in her 80s recently fell ill, and was admitted to the hospital. During an examination, she was informed by the doctor that she might have contracted the lung cancer.

At that time she had two choices to make.  She could either go for an examination, find out about her condition, or do nothing at all.

She thought to herself: I am already old and feeble. My time is almost up, undergoing treatment cannot let me live much longer. I doubt I even have the strength to see myself through any intensive therapy.

After careful consideration, she made a brave decision not to pursue further treatment. A few days later she was discharged from the hospital.

As the days waned, so did her strength. But a curious thing happened. Though her physical body became more frail, her spirit grew stronger. Beneath the impassive exterior, she was starting to prepare for her final departure.

Memories of the past she never knew she cherished came to mind. She thought of how she used to cook some favourite home dishes for the family decades ago. She remembered how her husband would accompany her to grill cuttlefish snacks over charcoal fire. With the help of the maid, she did those things again.

The family noticed her strange actions, and it dawned on them that she was dying. Knowing that she loved gardening, they brought her to a flower shop. There she said:

“Pick a flower you like, and I will buy it for you. I do not have the energy to care for it anymore, so you shall do it on my behalf.”

The purple orchid represents her simple wish to be remembered.

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2 thoughts on “Remember Me

  1. Jacq says:

    this is so nicely-written babe 🙂

  2. G says:

    thanks bestie! it is a beautiful story ya (:

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