Sorry, my post is always oozing with pessimism. What to do? I'm born pessimistic.
Just attended a used-to-be-close-friend's dad's wake last night. Haven't been in touch with her in months, and the one sms I received yesterday morning was her informing me of her dad's passing. I was shocked. I didn't know how to respond to her sms.
I went to the wake last night. I was worried about her mom coz naturally the wife would be worst hit. So I was very glad to see her doing well. She wasn't crying, was looking strong and was still joking and chatting with a friend. Putting up a strong front ? For him ? For the kids ? perhaps. My friend was looking ok too. She broke down momentarily several times, and we just held hands. I myself had to fight back tears countless times. I seldom have to attend someone's wake, someone whom I personally know. So mostly I'm not affected as much. But this time, her dad is someone I know. Someone whom I've visited few years back when he first had a heart attack.
The only solace the family had, was that he passed on peacefully. He just had a happy meal celebrating Mothers' Day with his wife, kids and grand-children. They were on their way home, to play mahjong, and were happily chatting away in one of his grand-child's car, driven by the grand-child's hubby, when he suddenly gone quiet. The grand-child immediately administered CPR and sent him to the hospital. The doctors tried their best, but had to let him go half hour later. Everyone was shocked, and naturally, the family wasn't able to handle the sudden loss.
By yesterday, think the reality has sunk in somewhat for the family members. However, we guessed the true test will come once the funeral is over. Once everything returns to its normalcy, that's when the pain will hit. We are worried it may hit the wife the hardest, when she is alone at home.
Sitting there, accompanied by one of friend's nieces, while the rest of the family attended to some funeral procession, I was just lost in the sadness. Quite emotional for me really, my heart goes out to them. And I can't help but think how alone I feel (yeah, how self-centred can I be? Thinking about myself again! but that's how i felt at that time), and how it would be ... when it is my turn.
Went home and poured myself a drink. Some ice cream and snacks later, I went to bed feeling less heavy hearted.
To my friend's dad Mr Lay, may you rest in peace.
I went to the wake last night. I was worried about her mom coz naturally the wife would be worst hit. So I was very glad to see her doing well. She wasn't crying, was looking strong and was still joking and chatting with a friend. Putting up a strong front ? For him ? For the kids ? perhaps. My friend was looking ok too. She broke down momentarily several times, and we just held hands. I myself had to fight back tears countless times. I seldom have to attend someone's wake, someone whom I personally know. So mostly I'm not affected as much. But this time, her dad is someone I know. Someone whom I've visited few years back when he first had a heart attack.
The only solace the family had, was that he passed on peacefully. He just had a happy meal celebrating Mothers' Day with his wife, kids and grand-children. They were on their way home, to play mahjong, and were happily chatting away in one of his grand-child's car, driven by the grand-child's hubby, when he suddenly gone quiet. The grand-child immediately administered CPR and sent him to the hospital. The doctors tried their best, but had to let him go half hour later. Everyone was shocked, and naturally, the family wasn't able to handle the sudden loss.
By yesterday, think the reality has sunk in somewhat for the family members. However, we guessed the true test will come once the funeral is over. Once everything returns to its normalcy, that's when the pain will hit. We are worried it may hit the wife the hardest, when she is alone at home.
Sitting there, accompanied by one of friend's nieces, while the rest of the family attended to some funeral procession, I was just lost in the sadness. Quite emotional for me really, my heart goes out to them. And I can't help but think how alone I feel (yeah, how self-centred can I be? Thinking about myself again! but that's how i felt at that time), and how it would be ... when it is my turn.
Went home and poured myself a drink. Some ice cream and snacks later, I went to bed feeling less heavy hearted.
To my friend's dad Mr Lay, may you rest in peace.
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