Another loss.
Another stab to the heart.
Another blow to the mind.
Another life, in eternal peace.
This would be twice this year. Just before Chinese New Year, my great-grandmother from my father's side passed away. Only then did i truly realise how fragile life was.
Kris Allen sings it best "gotta live like we're dying".
Yet, now.
There is another to add to the list. She has become a statistic. Still, she will remain in our memories. This post is a tribute to her. Most of you out there will probably ever see her in the obituaries page now. I am lucky.
Every person i have seen.
Every person i have entertained.
Ever person i have helped.
Becomes a memory etched into my mind.
She is no exception. I may not have shed a tear, but my soul has already flooded my mind with tears. The first death shook me. Now, she will etch it into me. Until now i have not seen her body. I hope it is soon that i finally lay my eyes on her for the final time.
Rest in peace my dear great-grandmother.
Now, i have none left.
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