Its really funny at the things I do. I just need someone to pass me news that something bad happened to her and I would put aside all my worries and pain with regards to her, get out of the house in lightning speed and purchase her favourite beancurd. Yes that involves travelling from one end of the island to the other.

Inside my heart, my thoughts were: I just want to be there for her and cheer her up.

But upon delivering the beancurd, her reply was," You didn't tell me you were coming." First thought that hit my mind was thinking that she just wanted to spend time with her mum after a bad day. In the past, I would think she was being unappreciative. But if you think properly, I put myself through this pain of going to get her favourite beancurd. Who could I blame?

Well, if consuming that bowl of beancurd did bring a smile to her face. I did my job of making her feel better. Those were not offerings of peace or sympathy. Its just something that I hope would make her happy. That's all.