I just finished writing today’s entry in my diary. I thought that I’m going to sleep but I was wrong. I’m not tired yet. Probably because I took a 2 hour “nap” after dinner. I’m at my parent’s place this Christmas. We had a quiet and solemn celebration, just the four of us which I really appreciate. I sent lots of Merry Christmas message on messenger and even had video calls with some of my friends and relatives in the Philippines. However, the smile on my face faded when I read about what happened to the one week old daughter of a friend. His daughter died on Christmas day because of liver and lung failure. Even though I never met or hold the baby, I felt  that my chest tighten and suddenly I was breathing heavily. This should be one of the most happiest days of my friend’s life but it happened. I couldn’t say that much to him and do anything. I can’t give him a hug and let him cry on my shoulders. But thank God I have my words. Sleep well little angel.