She beard all kinds of sufferings during her life time. In the last two years, she was exhausted, and the illness tortured her. She died with her eyes open, not able be closed by others. She couldn’t talk during the last four months, left this world with no last words. She had no religious belief, the only thing she believed was I could have a fair life. My desperation during the last seven years made her heart broken. She desperately tried to save me from fear, but the outside world rejected her again and again in cold. She has really done her best.
May God harbor her and bless her rest in peace. Amen.