K's mother passed away at 11 today. I was drinking beer and listening to music while working on my proposal, that I got the call. And yeah, thats about it. The beer lost its taste, the music was blasting on the speakers, and I was right infront of my laptop, and I leaned back on my chair to speak to her for an hour.

I cried in bursts with her. And then we laughed. Farewell Aunty.

Im going to her hometown tomorrow to be with her for the next few days. I informed Polo, when Polo's mother passed away, I was there with her and I had made a call to K telling her that P's mum passed away.

I feel that I am one step closer to getting that dreaded phone call.