I just got a frantic call that my mom is being rushed to the hospital. She's successfully battled lung cancer for almost three years, but her condition has suddenly deteriorated over the past few hours. So I'm heading back to Taipei tomorrow.

It seems so selfish, so un-daughter-ly, to say that I'm sad about leaving Max and the Spots for I'm not quite sure how long. But I can't help it - and not just for their sake but mine as well.

When I first heard the news, Not Spot, who usually doesn't like to be held, let me hug him for a long time. And that really, really helped. I'm not looking forward to facing my mother's illness without his moral support.
Update: My mother had to have emergency surgery, but she's recovering. I was gone for almost 2 weeks and was soooo happy to see the cats when I got back!
















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