Monday, September 28, 2009
weekends.

for the working population, weekends are precious, happy and relaxing.
the last weekend i had in particular was pretty emotional, but set me thinking forward.

i had attended a wedding solemnisation on saturday and a funeral on sunday.
it was like a fast forward of an ordinary life.

saturday's wedding was a young friend's. she was young and it came pretty sudden, but i was happy for her, reason being she found her true one, the best (most suitable for her) out of all that has crossed her path. everyone gathered, mingled, there were laughters and smiles all around. that made it blissful.

sunday, however, was a different phase of life, which unfortunately, we had difficulty coming to terms to. grandaunt was, apart from granny, one of the kindest souls i have ever met in my life. they would never harm anyone, and was always too eager to care and give. she was almost a decade younger than my granny, and they used to be close. she had promising sons who had established their own families, and most of all, a loving husband who was with her thru thick and thin, in sickness and in health, and even now, till death and everything about her was still deeply embellished in his heart. her sickness was a blow to them, her suffering was pain to them, and her death was a dilemma & shock to them, because on one hand, they wanted her to be relieved of all pain, but above all, they did not want to lose her.

granduncle had spoken to me and talked to me about cherishing my parents, and more importantly, the granny i love the most.. he said i would have to go thru this someday, even if she could live till she was 200, with sickness and pain and age setting in, no one man would feel happy. and that made me realise that ever since i had started moving out, i have not been visiting her very regularly. anyone who knew my grandma would know that she loved me the most. she stayed up till i fell asleep each night because she knew i would be afraid, she woke me up for school every morning, and she cared for me more than she cared for herself. that is so selfless that i tear just thinking of her, and i know that she hasnt been in the best of health in recent years.

and i know, i wouldnt want to regret not visiting her enough or not having the chance to treat her well now that i am more able to, just like how grandaunt just left swiftly, quietly, only leaving us with her legacy.

rest in peace, grandaunt. it pains me simply recalling how still and serene you look now, and thinking that i will not be able to see you ever again.

sy. 7:59 PM