mum the great

My mum, 66 years old. She stayed with my father and little brother in Pengkalan Chepa, Situated in east coast of Peninsular Malaysia. More or less 450km from me(which is in Kajang Selangor). I used to take bus or drive my kenari whenever my instict told me that i should go home. Mum's getting old. Infact all of us are getting old. Im worried about her health.Worried if anything happen to her im the last person to be informed.

Last nite i made a call to my hometown. And for a second time (the first time was last week)my dad told me that my mum was in clinic and again coz of her state of health. Talking to my parents and knowing that they are not feeling well really put me in tears but as usual i always good at holding my tears, pretending that im still can cope with it.I dont want to loose them yet.Im not strength enough.