Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

-- Robert Frost

The ups and downs of life.

Loss.

Grief.

Change.


Yes, I know I shouldn't be saying this when my beloved grandma is lying in the hospital once again. I don't understand this at all - At this age, when she should be enjoying her late years, why do so many things have to befall her?

First, the cancer. And just when our hopes got higher because the tumour had shrunken, a suspected stroke.


If only I can lessen her fear, her pain.




I just want her to be happy.