Ah Gong's Last Journey

Long time never blog... Busy with life... birth of my first baby, confinement, back to work and death of my grand father...

I am not extremely close to my grandfather, but still when face with the news of his death I feel something deep inside me. I do not know how to express that feeling, but I feel upset for him whenever I thought about the last part of his life.

Life haven't been good for him especially he is blinded for almost 20 years, nobody really cared if he feel bored staying home and he have to tolerate the scolding of his wife...For me I really lose touch with him since I went overseas study and followed by my parents move out of that horrible house.

Saturday nite, I was with my hubby at Ark cafe... At about 10pm, Dad called me and ask me to go fetch him to collect Ah Gong's NRIC and stuff from the nursing home as he had passed away. I rushed back and for the following 4 days, time pass very fast and I am always tired travelling across the road to next block where the wake is.

Second day after my grandfather passed away, I sent my hubby off at the airport for his 3 and the half weeks work related trip. I'm left alone with the baby and of course lucky my mum is always there to help, but this time is really my family affair so even mum is busy.

On the fifth day when the funeral takes place, I really feel that sadness, I cried when the 'Sai Gong' was chanting and the whole family walks a few rounds, round the coffin. During the walk sending Ah Gong off his last journey to Mandai Cremation Centre, I cried, think of his last few years of life was an upset one... and at the cremation viewing hall, my aunt cried really hard and we all cried I watch the coffin where my Ah Gong was sleeping in being sent in for cremation.