Svaha

 Time flies, I am more closer to my death end.  In bed listening to an English program, when the alarm reminded me to get up, I suddenly decided to buy a takeout for his lunch. I knew whatever I cook, the  most part of it  will be left to the garbage. The very hard time is watching his playing with the food on his plate, it seems to me that he has no interesting to eat.  I need some break anyway. I knew he wants changes of food, but there are hardly new trick I can make. And now I prepare some roots of vegetable, and he can steam as he wishes. And I don't want to buy wrong material, even tomato sauces. Quite easy, I took photos and asked his confirmation.  Very clear, he has so different appetite. I need to find a way to satisfy his stomach and the mean time don't squeeze myself. Maybe it was what I did this morning.  What death would be like? Of course I love him and don't want to leave him, but I knew I am closer to my last day in the world. Before i...