Walk With Me On This Dark Road Ahead

I finally found the courage to talk to my Mum about something that has been troubling both of us for the past month or so.

I am not sure whether I am better for the knowing.

It wasn't good news.

Not knowing had help me stay indifferent. To treat it as just another unlucky thing in a string of unfortunate happenings.

But with the knowledge, I feel so helpless to do anything.

And I realised I do care. But there is nothing to do now but wait.

My Mum said this was what he told her:
"前面的路很黑暗， 被我一起走好不好？"

I felt so sad when I heard that. I cannot imagine how he must be feeling now. And I do want to be there too.

I hope he knows that.