Do I have them when they are nowhere? As I lay down weakly on my bed waiting for a cheer up word, wanting for an inspiring tale. The quest worn and bitter hang on and like cancer spread, why are they nowhere while I am here?Ah, the vast street is empty. Nobody’s coming, somewhere else they company. Not with me, but someone else ’s maybe. While I fight for life their absence made me think twice: When are they really with me?
Perfect ears, chinky eyes, lovely noses, pouting lips, pinkish cheeks, smooth faces, slender arms, small hands, litlle fingers, cute feet.They are mannahs from heaven- these children are.
They are my nieces, Princess Jannah and Cheenie Lu. They are better antidotes than my capsules and vaccines. They are also very perceptives. They can tell when I am worried, sick, or exhausted. Those times when I had my chemotherapy they’d comfort me by massaging my arms and legs and kissing my bald head. Chenai would act as my smart doctor while Jannah would be my effecient nurse or vice versa. All free of charge! They would also assure me not to be bothered of my baldness for my hair would soon grow. True enough, they did! Now that I am back on my feet, my little physician and my little nurse have become disastrous kids. Disarranging my room like a demoliton partner who sometimes like to act as beauticians! But when I start to claim exhaustion, they’d play doctor and nurse again! That’s the best part I like in their game.