" 'Cos I've lost loved ones in my life
who never knew how much I loved them.
Now I live with a regret that my true feelings for them
never were revealed. "
I was informed that my grandma had passed away a few days after my arrival at the camp.
Being stubborn like always, I decided not to contact my parents using the public phone like other homesick kids.
Well I didn't really have the time to even miss them due to the seemingly tight schedule
(Sigh put the blame on me being a slowpoke.)
Now I regret not calling cos if I did, I might have the chance to get to know her situation and then be prepared if her condition worsened, which did happen, causing her to reach her demise.
It's sad to say I didn't really took the effort to be close and be there for her.
I have been hesitant and reluctant before, whenever given the task to assist her to get to the toilet or accompany her.
I guess everyone has to go through the stage of being ignorant and immature and then growing up after some unfortunate incident occurs and u feel slapped right in the face.
I too feel sorry as I only found out about her chinese name after her leaving.
彭耀群. Her name really fits her perfectly as it clearly reflects her life and character.
She brings forth brightness to others.
She's like a candle which has burnt selflessly amongst people, be it her family, children, grandchildren etc.
When she was young, the only thing on her mind was pleasing her husband and providing for her children.
She lived the life of a typical girl with a traditional family background, having already the mindset of being somewhat like a stepford wife, showering all with love.
As time passed, she was widowed as Grandpa left her due to illness.
She suffered from stroke previously..but all was well for 15 years.
Then a few months ago, her health condition took a turn for the worse.
However, she never lost her appetite and she brought joy to us
for she didn't worry us but indulged in the food we brought for her during our weekly visits.
We are all sad but relieved concerning her death.
Sad for the loss of a loved one who will never ever be seen on the surface of the earth in the days to come,
and relieved that finally she is freed from sufferings, never waking up from her eternal slumber.
She fought bravely and managed to live for 75 years and I am truly proud of her.
Ecc 3
1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
Indeed, there is a time for everything.
These words kept me going throughout the funeral, giving me the strength to face that which has happened.
Love u, Popo.
You'll still stay alive in our hearts and always be a part of us.
May you rest in peace.
I dearly hope my next return will not be a painful one as well.
