Two hours, I’ve been laying in bed for two hours, crying. I can’t stop thinking about my mom. I was so relieved when I was able to talk to Claire earlier, but when she told me my mom is sick, my heart started to beat faster than ever and it’s still beating like that. My lovely mom who took care of me my whole life is sick and I can’t be there for her. She needs my help and I can’t help her. Every time I got a fever, my mom took care for me. She wouldn’t go to her work. She would stay with me and pretends to be a dokter. She still did that the last time I got sick. I want to hug her and tell her that everything is going to be okay.
I’m lucky to have a friend like Claire, I know she will take good care of her. But I want to take care of her too. I feel helpless. If anything happens to my mo
