July 2024
July is a special month, and I miss my grandparents.
Recently, I’ve been deeply missing my grandparents. My grandmother has been hospitalized due to illness, enduring great suffering, and I find myself utterly helpless. This feeling of powerlessness has enveloped me entirely. I’ve even considered resigning to take care of them, but I can’t, as that would mean losing my income and being unable to take care of myself either. This dilemma is incredibly painful. Must one endure the helplessness of watching loved ones suffer? Is this a path everyone must tread?
Walking through the streets lined with towering buildings after work, I look at these skyscrapers, filled with countless workers crammed inside, many of whom are pitiable, doing things they don’t want to do just to survive. High-quality resources and most of the resources are monopolized by a few, and everyone inevitably dreams of becoming one of those few. Yes, I dream of it too, because then I wouldn’t have to worry about income or survival, and could focus entirely on caring for my family. But it’s so hard. Isn’t the purpose of my struggle to take good care of my family? Yet now, I’m unable to do so.
Speaking of which, I’m still in the office, and later I’ll have to take an hour-long subway ride home. It’s truly frustrating. Well, let’s stay optimistic and work harder. That’s it for today. In July, I miss my grandparents!