Old time story.
My grandma passed away.
It was a morning when I was forced to go Kepong Baru pasar with my mum.
Soon we got a call saying that grandma just passed away.
Shocked. Went to school to mohon cuti.
4 hours to Penang.
When I reached there, there was coffin with my grandma inside.
They applied face make up on her. Now, still, I don't like it.
They should let us to see her face, a face we are familiar to look at.
Which enables us to recall what she did for us last time.
During our journey back to Penang, my parents told my sister and me something I just can't forget.
"Don't cry later. So that she can go for another journey of life peacefully. Somewhere she will live a better life. Don't leave her any regret or worries."
Soon they had a session like reading letter they wrote to show their gratitude towards her.
That was disaster for my family. The content was about her dedication to the family.
Almost everyone cried. But my family and I tahan our tears so hard. Luckily we managed to do so.
That night I cried. Silently. Without being noticed.
Reminds me of her smile when we reach Penang for Chinese New Year festival. Accepting Ang Pou from her hands. And before we go back, she will give us some sweets and biscuits to eat.
Had a very special feeling. My subconscious just don't remember that she passed away.
Having many questions. Where did she go? Where's my ah ma?
I am not very close to my ah ma. But why am I having a sad feeling?
Just so strange.
Now I accepted. She has to rest. She is now heading towards another part of her life.
She needs to move on.
She did so much for us and what we should do now is give our sincere blessing to her.
May you live well. Thank you for your contribution.
下辈子，无论爱与不爱，都不会再见。
