No, I didn't forget that I have a LiveJournal account.
I was not surprised when I saw that I haven't been posting for at least 11 weeks. These last two months had been really busy.
In my last post I said that my grandpa was sick and was admitted to a hospital. Grandpa had finally passed away on June 26, 2007, on 4:30 am. It was a very peaceful death, I'm really proud of him. He had a cancer and died only 2 weeks after his admission to the hospital. I took the first flight to Malang that day to attend his funeral. I kept telling myself not to cry, but I couldn't hold it, especially after I saw my family, whose eyes were red and puffy. And then my mom took me to see my granpa's body, I tried so hard to hold my tears, because I couldn't let my grandpa see/hear me cry, for it would hinder him from letting go of this world.
Since that day until now, everytime I see photos of my grandpa, I'll cry until my face is red and all blotchy and my eyes are puffy. I asked my little brother once, "Does me crying over the memory mean that I haven't let go of grandpa?" And he said, "I don't think so. It was a beautiful memory after all. Sometimes we cry when we see something beautiful, aren't we?"
When I was doing KKN at Imogiri, Bantul. I often remembered him. Whenever I saw something unique, or heard something interesting, I often thought, "I should tell grandpa this." or "I should ask grandpa about that." And then I remembered that he had passed away and I can't talk and chat with him again, I once again I was forced to hold my tears. I admit that I've cried quite a lot these last two months. But I know I have to stop, since I don't want to make grandpa sad.
Okay, enough with the sad entry. Let's move onto the next topic.
Now that I've finished with my KKN, I'm back to the old boring university life. But the good part is that I've got a lot of new friends. I had a lot of fun with them. In fact, in just five hours from now, I'll be watching Rush Hour 3 with them. I'm posting from an internet cafe, so I didn't bring their photos with me. Maybe in the next post?
To my friends, I'M BACK!!!!!
In my last post I said that my grandpa was sick and was admitted to a hospital. Grandpa had finally passed away on June 26, 2007, on 4:30 am. It was a very peaceful death, I'm really proud of him. He had a cancer and died only 2 weeks after his admission to the hospital. I took the first flight to Malang that day to attend his funeral. I kept telling myself not to cry, but I couldn't hold it, especially after I saw my family, whose eyes were red and puffy. And then my mom took me to see my granpa's body, I tried so hard to hold my tears, because I couldn't let my grandpa see/hear me cry, for it would hinder him from letting go of this world.
Since that day until now, everytime I see photos of my grandpa, I'll cry until my face is red and all blotchy and my eyes are puffy. I asked my little brother once, "Does me crying over the memory mean that I haven't let go of grandpa?" And he said, "I don't think so. It was a beautiful memory after all. Sometimes we cry when we see something beautiful, aren't we?"
When I was doing KKN at Imogiri, Bantul. I often remembered him. Whenever I saw something unique, or heard something interesting, I often thought, "I should tell grandpa this." or "I should ask grandpa about that." And then I remembered that he had passed away and I can't talk and chat with him again, I once again I was forced to hold my tears. I admit that I've cried quite a lot these last two months. But I know I have to stop, since I don't want to make grandpa sad.
Okay, enough with the sad entry. Let's move onto the next topic.
Now that I've finished with my KKN, I'm back to the old boring university life. But the good part is that I've got a lot of new friends. I had a lot of fun with them. In fact, in just five hours from now, I'll be watching Rush Hour 3 with them. I'm posting from an internet cafe, so I didn't bring their photos with me. Maybe in the next post?
To my friends, I'M BACK!!!!!