Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Sick and death, something that seems to be distant from us. Ok, maybe it is the latter. But it always happens near us. Always catching us by surprised when the death news of a close friend or relative reach our ears. Always hit us the deepest when we got to know the death of our close friend or relative.
I remember vividly that the first death news that gotten into my ear is the death of my second aunt, from my mother's family. It was actually during my June holiday when I got to know that and it was a weekday morning. Though I remember the incident vividly, I had a vague memory of my second aunt. Maybe it is because I did not talk to her much? But I remembered her as a kind soul, always smiling to me whenever I go to her house.
The second death news is the death of my paternal grandfather. It was during my secondary two year. The year when SARS was creating panic in Singapore. My grandfather died in June. A couple of weeks before my birthday. I remember the incident vividly, but not my grandfather. For those who know my family history, you should know why. Through out the whole funeral, I didn't even shed a tear. Trust me. I didn't even shed a tear. I know you might say that I am unfilial. But the name,"grandfather", it is a word that should be so close to me, yet it is far. I only remember him visiting our house during one Chinese New Year when I was young. However, it was also that funeral that some sort bought us closer to our 'far-distant' cousins. *though I only like a couple of them and they are from the same family*
Life is indeed brittle, yet human always think that they are the greatest. It only takes a freak mistake or accident to claim your life. Start to treasure those people around you and pamper them with your love. Show them that you care for them and love them. For it might be the last chance you can share your love with them. (=
fuck you x=
10/25/2006 02:55:00 AM
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