
thankews:
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dear diary,
my grandpa's gone.
monday.
mum. sis and i visited ahgong
after our msia shopping trip.
we bought him his favourite chicken
and durian. but he barely can talk.
he was really skinny i can even feel his BONES.
when mum tired to feed him durian, he
nearly choked on it.
tuesday.
daddy went to visit him.
came home and told us dat
he culdnt live long.
his days are near.
wednesday.
din go clubbing with nana and ahsha
cus mama fell during lunch.
sprained her foot.
went to sis house for DVD marathon
my grandad jst passed away.
14072005
all of us cried all night.
but still managed to catch some sleep.
thursday.
early in tha morning. daddy fetched us
to ahgong house to take a last glance at him.
i duno why but i wasnt afraid.
i asked mama if i could touch him.
she said YES.
he was so cold. so so cold. its scary.
my relatives.uncles.aunties and cousins
were all there.
soon tha undertakers came and helped
dressed my granddad. he looked good. :))
moved his body to tha voiddeck.
he looked so peaceful when hes lying
in his coffin. all of us took our last glance of him
before tha undertakers started nailing him.
tha sound of tha nailing pierced our harts.
i cried buckets.
friday.
busy busy day.
lots of pple came and pay respect to him.
met up with lotsa cousins and relatives.
found out i got really cute nephews and nieces.
tink dey were all too young to realise wad is
happening. i tink its better for them.
saturday.
jst another day of all of
us mourning.
uncle hua cooked bah KUT teh for
all of us. its yummo.
sunday.
busiest day of us.
family gathering.
all of us were present for tha
formal ritual kinda ting.
some teared a lil.
mama cried buckets.
the kids were having fun.
burned some paper houses
cars and daily needs for him.
i wonder wher is he now?
monday.
the most feared day came.
he was to be creamated at mandai
all his children, grandchildren and even
great grandchildren send him off his last
last journey. its heart wrenching to send him
there. none of us wan it that way.
its horrible seeing him go into tha incinerator.
tha tot of tha blazing fire engulfing make
all of us cried lyk mad.
within 20 mins.
all he left us was his ashes and bones.
thats wad he left us after 87 yrs living.
tell me how brittle life can gets.
he fed us. he teaches us. he loved us.
dats how his funeral goes.
grandad ah. we misses you.
hope you're doing fine up there.
you wun be forgotten. :))
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