Is it like this when we grow older?

A friend had been battling with leukemia for three years. Earlier this year, she died. I never cried over deaths since the burials I have attended to were relatives I barely knew or friend’s relatives I barely met when they were alive. This year, a good friend made me cry at a burial for the first time because I was witnessing her own.

My roommate bleeds heavily every cycle. I shrugged her off telling her she needs to tone down her lifestyle and to destress. After I came back from Christmas vacay, she told me she has a tumor growing inside her uterus. She will be having a surgery this month.

My high school classmate always complained that he has been sickly for the past two weeks. So he confined himself at the hospital. Days after New Year, he was diagnosed with cancer.