was absent from school yesterday.


because i have to send grandpa off for the last time.


for the pass few days hours before the wake and funeral i would go beside him and talk to him. i wonder if he could hear what i said. i'll look at him, and someday hope he'll wake up and look at me once more. but i know he wouldn't. he was covered by a piece of glass where i could see his whole body.


my greatest regret was that when he was going off i wasn't by his side while the whole family were. i didn't get to see him alive once last time. but i saw him the previous night, though. "i won't be back in 2 weeks time, so you must take care of yourself and we''ll celebrate chinese new year when i come back ok?" was my last sentence to him. he nodded and the next day he was gone.


well, at least it was still peaceful. grandpa rested in a shirt he had never wore before. a very smart shirt and he looked rather peaceful. that was just one thing i was relieved about. he as covered in a silky blanket with a red christian cross in the centre where his hand rested on. i think grandpa had always looked cute. he looked somehow like roald dahl's BFG =)


i witnessed the whole wake, funeral and burial. it was saddening as it reminds me that grandpa will be further and further away from me. when they covered the coffin, i wept. when they were burying, i wept too. i was never going to see him again.


and this happened rather sudden, too. and it was difficult for me to get over it as i love grandpa very much.




i miss you, gong gong. i really do. come visit me in my dreams ok?

Bravo-ian 7:37 PM