Another funeral, some hopes ahead, and a slightly more positive outlook ahead

Dear all, Last Monday, it was to my dismal to learn that my aunt had passed away in the early morning during my work with my consultant. My aunt had been the one who fostered me when my parents were working since I was 3 months old. I only went home at the age of 5 and visited them for a short holiday once a while when I was in my school days. We continued to gather during the Chinese New Year and the Christmas Seasons. I had been busy with all the work and to recuperate from my thyroid cancer treatment so my connections with my relatives were not the strongest last year. Made worse by my stress at work. Last November, during my Radioactive Iodine medication which requires me to be isolated from the senior citizens, my eight aunt died (yes, my dad came from a very big family in the mid 40s.) So I had lost two aunts in a span of seven months. It was a big blow for me, much worse for my dad. He would take the news worse than me as he spend more time with both his sisters. My d...