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Tuesday, March 31
she shared @ 10:47 AM

i've a neighbour from 2 doors away.. a family of 4 - mum, dad, son & daughter. i don't know how old they exactly are, but the parents are definitely younger than my own, and the children goes to the same primary school as my siblings. we hardly ever talk to them, not that we had anything against each other (besides a silly tiff the mums had over some corridor-space nonsense years ago), we just never really had the uber warm & friendly neighbour-to-neighbour kinda thing going on either..

anyways.

two mornings ago, the mum passed away of cancer.

and for the life of me (no pun intended swear to God), i have no idea what to do.
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and it just hit me, like 2 mili-seconds ago, that she passed on on my birthday. ouch.
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