Thursday, September 8, 2005

we only have one chance

everything's kinda settled and over....but for me i just can't seem to put it behind..images of how we followed the funeral procession..how we just can't help to cry..even my little brother did though he wasn't sure what's really happening...realize how short and precious life is...better do what u always wanna..dun live in regret..
i had enough
dun talk bout studies, dun talk bout work
i am like a small boat losing its direction when a wave come head on and make me drift away
nothing seems to matter to me now


Friday, September 2, 2005

a tribute to my "ah gong"

i dun really noe how to start but i am still so shocked that so many things happen within the past few days...when i heard that he had a fall and was rushed to a&e...flashes of the previous incident at changi hosp creeped up my mind
totally anxious for his safety
i miss him already..so so much
all the family members were so worried that my mom and the aunties broke down in tears
when the doc said that he suffer serious brain damage
my heart sank
i kept praying and crying out to God to bring healing to his life
to keep him with us....everything's just too sudden
i can't accept it
tried to hold on to my tears but when i held him with my hands while he laid unconscious on the hosp bed to pray for him
tears just flow down
i feel so hurt lookin at him undergoing so much suffering
my life lost direction for a moment
i could always recall how i grew up with my grandparents from nursery
how he will always hold me by the hand to the bakery to buy bread
how he will be so strict to scold me for making noise or just not following table rules
i can never forget how the family used to gather many times for dinner together
how he will always crack jokes to disturb my grandma
how me and my grandparents used to wake up very early in the morning which i dun wish to, to go to the nearby riverside for a walk or to exercise
how i always like to wait till 3pm which is our tea time and me and my cousins would pester them to bring us down for toast and coffee
i remember hearing my mom said stories bout him working so hard to support the family of 8 in the past
i prayed and asked that he'll wake up again like he would
but life's not predictable
i miss him alot
know no amount of tears or unhappiness would bring him back
ah gong know that i love u...and i am sure u want us to be happy and to move on