For smart people, you can already guess what I was doing there, based on my title and other lame excuses of WHY i skipped school. I was at my grandfather's funeral. Well, I got the news as soon as I got back form school on Monday, and shock vibrated through my whole body. I was genuinely stunned for a moment. My grandfather? The man who beat me in chinese chess even though he had blur eye-sight, was colour blind and had Parkinsons had passed away? My brain simply couldn't or wouldn't process that information.
So, staright away after that, I was whisked away to Johor and faced my grandfather. He passed away at 8.30 that morning, so... when I reached there at 7pm and the coffin arrived, he was already enbalmed and in his best suit. It was so.. surreal. Needless to say, my mom and her borthers and sisters could not resist the flow of tears.
For four days we kept him in a room in a church, where people could come and say their last goodbyes, and leave flowers and comfort my grandmother. On the day of the funeral itslef, my grandmother could not stop crying, it was heart-wrenching. The mood was so grim that day, the air filled with sobs.
After this experience, I realize I've been totally shallow. Life can end at anytime, especially when you're not expecting it. I realize the importance of making the best of what you got.
Gong gong, I miss you dearly. May your soul rest in peace forever. Amen.
