passing on
My grandmother passed away this morning. Like what my brother said, its good that she is no longer suffering. I agree too. But when the reality sinks in and you realized that she is gone, its a totally different kind of feeling. While uncles and aunts are overwhelmed with grief, it seemed that i was the one left to be the bearer of such news. Since I could still speak in a coherent sentence without bursting in tears. Its funny that i left a voice message for an aunt in english and realised later that she doesn't understand english. Than i found out that I got the number wrong!When someone dies, you can hear the their last breath. The whizzing sound.
When you don't want to cry, just look ahead, look up and blink back the tears. don't start crying cos once you do, you probably can't stop.
The traditional chinese buddhist wake is so complicating. I was lost. Didn't know what was really happening. And then i also realised that in the family, i was of the lowest "rank". Up front will be the sons, followed by daughters, than children of the sons, followed by children of daughters. I belonged to the last class. I stood right at the back. sighs... males always come first.
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posted by eline @ 11:47 PM
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