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Friday, September 12, 2008


Now, I've lost someone I loved and someone I respected. The day when I reached there, I saw my ahpo sitting beside him, praying constantly for him. Then, I saw her face, there was obviously weariness and sadness written all over her face, she's not been sleeping well for the past few days, and her eyes is swollen and dry. The moment I saw that, I couldn't hold my tears any longer. They've been together for more than half a century, wading through all sorts of hardships and obstacles in life but now, she's all alone. There's no one for her to talk to, there's no one to accompany her during tea time, no one to accompany her when she's watching TV. But, during the moment she took the last sight of him, she didn't cried. She was calm and steady and was smiling slightly before the casket was closed. Then I realized, there's something in life that we must be able to let go and not clinging to it desperately. I felt sad throughout the week but there're more people who suffers more than me who are my mum and her siblings and my ahpo. But now that they're willing to let him go, I realized that I should let him go too and get back to reality. Life goes on.