Back with a broken heart...
It has been a hectic five days. One would think that a free trip to Malaysia organised by the tourism board would be the bomb.
But there was little pampering involved... simply drama and more drama that came along with the bus rides like a horrifying pontianak (Malay female vampire) that had latched on to the roof of the vehicle!
On the second day, my mom texted me to tell me that my great grandmather had passed away in the morning. I was so confused. I felt really bad that I hadn't seen her since my cousin's wedding last year but yet I had to soldier on with work as we were off to the palace in Negeri Sembilan for His Royal Highness Tuanku Muhriz's installation ceremony.
I am very fragile inside. Whether or not it shows or not is another thing. But I was trapped in a state that was 2-3 hours away from my family and I couldn't attend any of the functions let alone the burial. It ate me up so much inside.
Until now, I can't read about death otherwise I start choking. Those kids that drowned in Malaysia after a bridge collapse had me close to tears. Reading the obituary in the Straits Times (don't ask why I even hung around THAT page!) was pushing me over the boundary.
I cannot put into words how much I miss her and the void that she has left in all our hearts. She wasn't just an ancient relic, she was OUR ancient relic and we all knew that she loved us so much despite her vision sometimes failing to recognise who we were in the first place.
When she was slightly younger, she would talk to us and ask us about our studies. Although she came from an uneducated background, she placed a great emphasis on doing well in school. At least she managed to see one great grandchild marry and be around for the birth of her first great great grandchild. How many people can proudly lay claim to that?
My prayers go to her and may her spirit rest in peace, finding an eternal place in God's heart.
But there was little pampering involved... simply drama and more drama that came along with the bus rides like a horrifying pontianak (Malay female vampire) that had latched on to the roof of the vehicle!
On the second day, my mom texted me to tell me that my great grandmather had passed away in the morning. I was so confused. I felt really bad that I hadn't seen her since my cousin's wedding last year but yet I had to soldier on with work as we were off to the palace in Negeri Sembilan for His Royal Highness Tuanku Muhriz's installation ceremony.
I am very fragile inside. Whether or not it shows or not is another thing. But I was trapped in a state that was 2-3 hours away from my family and I couldn't attend any of the functions let alone the burial. It ate me up so much inside.
Until now, I can't read about death otherwise I start choking. Those kids that drowned in Malaysia after a bridge collapse had me close to tears. Reading the obituary in the Straits Times (don't ask why I even hung around THAT page!) was pushing me over the boundary.
I cannot put into words how much I miss her and the void that she has left in all our hearts. She wasn't just an ancient relic, she was OUR ancient relic and we all knew that she loved us so much despite her vision sometimes failing to recognise who we were in the first place.
When she was slightly younger, she would talk to us and ask us about our studies. Although she came from an uneducated background, she placed a great emphasis on doing well in school. At least she managed to see one great grandchild marry and be around for the birth of her first great great grandchild. How many people can proudly lay claim to that?
My prayers go to her and may her spirit rest in peace, finding an eternal place in God's heart.