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Dihalia: Sometimes I want time to go quickly
Sometimes I want time to go slow
But not matter what I want
I have to wait till dawn.


Dihalia: She did not know how she would be with her parents when their time comes. She loved them very much, that she knew. But will she take care of them or will she put them in a home? Will her parents lose their minds or will they have the strength to pull through with dignity? Those were some of the questions that Astrid asked herself. For now, both her parents were robust. Her father once told her that he was not ready to become old. That worried her. The mystery of life was how will they end up. All those years of hard work would need to be payed off with the highest care available, that she knew. Will she be out of patience? Or will she be kind? She remembered the talks about funeral arrangements. Her father and mother told her various times that they wanted none of that. Both wanted to be cremated but her mother wanted her ashes to be scattered in the country side while his father said in the trash, but Astrid told him that for that she preferred to place his ashes with their buried dogs. Her mother wanted to die in her home so did her father. A plead to God was heard: Please, give me the love and patience to take care of my parents for they have given me their life. Astrid was the youngest of four siblings and she still lived in the house with her parents. She was the most attached to them but it scared her that she would not have the courage to encounter what the age could take away.
    patcelaw: Being in a place in my life now where I am in the care of my oldest daughter, this touched my heart. My daughter and her husband have assured me that they want to keep me in their home with them as long as it can possibly be feasible. Should I need care in their home they plan to have the home equipped with cameras so they can make sure my caretaker does not abuse me. -
    Dihalia: That's nice. I am happy for you and wish the best to the caretakers for caring so much about you. Best to you. :) -


FanStory wrote to Dihalia: The Time of My Life finished second in the contest "The time of my life:"
    Dihalia: Thank you so much! I am honored. -


Dihalia: Patience is the synonym of character
I must have patience to carve my character


Dihalia: Time is everything for him
And its everything for me
Yet he does not respond
To my calls
God


Dihalia: Jobs! Jobs!
Come to me
From where you are
Don't you see I need you
To succeed in life


Dihalia: Its your voice that I am looking for, its your thoughts,
its everything that you have become.
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