Its been a week now since my husband passed away. It still really hurts me so bad. Even though my family is here, I still can’t stop myself from thinking about my him. It supposed to be my husband’s chemotherapy appointment today. It feels like its only a dream. Even though my sister still couldn’t believe of what happen.

Well at least I have a very smart nephew. Seems like he knows and understand what I felt. Every time he sees me crying he will always finds ways to cheer me up and he will never go away from me. He is like a magnets that always stick on me. He always wants to play with me and sleep with him at night. Oh he is really such a sweet boy. I will surely miss him when I go to New York.