Nothing so sure as death.

Just now, I receive a message from my university classmate. I hear about one of my classmate's wife was died on 8am this morning. She died in cancer. She suffered from rhinopharyngocele some years ago, then she suffered from  lymphoma last year. She was in a bad way these years. My classmate left on home to take care of her since last year. Their child is a ten-year-old boy who is a pupil. He is very  intelligent about his mother's disease.

I heard of this news first in May. Our class organise  our classmates to look at this family in that month. In that time, I sit by her, she looked like not bad. But I knew the  lymphomatosis  is the grisliness cancer because my father died in lymphomatosis 14 years ago.

I feel that  we need to look in his family or take part in her funeral.  

Nothing so sure as death. So we must cherish everyday.