This morning i went to see my neighber,Terry, is a old woman who lives alone.
Terry has two children and they all have their lovely family.
Because of

,i wrote a card for her

to thanks for being kindness.
I know she has gotton rash, so she feels depress. Only when she sees me, she smiles and happy.
I knocked her door and waited a while. She opened her door weakly.
I said loudly ,'' Hi, Terry. Good morning. ''
She said loudly too, '' Hi, Connie. How are u? ''
I said, ''i want to give u a card for

.''
When she saw the card, she started crying.
I know why, so i cried too.

I know why her son and granddought don't want to come to see her.
I know why she feels so depress and helpless. I KNOW

But i can't call to them to ask them come over to take care their mother.
All i can do just show my consideration.
i remember before my grandmom died although she couldn't talk and remember anything, we were all by her side and talked to her. Of course my grandmom did not answer any words to us, but we still talked to her.
It made me think a lot........
Terry said,'' Don't cry Connie. u are really nice. ''
But i can't stop crying. I feel guilty to can't help her.
I feel guilty to be so useless...... I feel guilty