The fighter is getting her well deserved rest

I lost my youngest auntie today.

小姨 or 丽姨 is always the most jovial among my aunties.  She can crack jokes in a sarcastic way that makes you laugh out loud.

I remember her taking out her Japanese sword to frighten me when I didn't want to eat my rice when I was very young.

I remember her buying me presents every christmas and giving me and my cousin surprises when I was young.

I remember bunking with her in her room with my siblings and cousin during our school holidays while we are staying over at our grandma house.

I remember her encouraging me when I was diagnose with SLE, and visiting me when I was hospitalised.

I remember she will always sms me birthday greetings on my birthday.

I remember her encouraging my mum when she was sick, even though 小姨 wasn't feeling well herself.

She had been receiving treatment for her cancer for nearly a year.  She had been a fighter, who fight till the end. But the fighter also need her rest and put down her weapons.  And she had chosen today to do so peacefully.

Do rest in peace, 小姨.  You deserved the rest.  I will always remember you in my heart.

小姨, you came from heaven on 14 July 1960, and you return to heaven on 10 November 2015.