Life is short. We'll never know until when are we going to live in this world. This is something beyond our control. No matter how badly we want to live more if it's really the end, then it's really the end.. Last August 26, 2012 at around 2am. Auntie Caring's life has come to end. She passed away due to her breast cancer as I mentioned to my previous post. I've seen her struggle to fight for her life since the time she was diagnosed last 2010 and up until to her last few days. I was there during her last few hours. It pains me to think that up until her last days she keeps on saying that she still want to live. We'll surely miss her. I knew her since my childhood. She lives nearby our home before. She was there for us during the most time of our lives. She was there for me during those times when I am totally depressed regarding family matters, she listened to me when I cried that time. I'll miss those times when I'm just there ...