My grandpa's sister just passed away this morning at about 3.30am. And the situation was like a total replica of how my grandpa left us a few years back. It felt so horrible watching him lying helplessly on the hospital bed and I couldn't do anything. All I did was to just stand by his bedside and watched his life wither away right in front of my eyes. It was so solemn and depressing because we were all just waiting for the expected to happen even though we desperately didn't want it to. Sighhh. Do we really have to lose someone first before we really start appreciating them. I know it's morally wrong, but I realise I do take people for granted at times. /:I'm not really close to this beloved relative of mine but it pretty much saddens me. Afterall, i knew her for 19 years. I remember how she used to pat my back and hold my hand, telling me to study hard and be filial to my parents. Each time i see her, she'd comment on how fast i've grown since the last time she saw me. But this year, she had some difficulties recognising me because of her dementia. The atmosphere was a little tense when we visited her during this CNY because everyone knew in their hearts that things would never be the same again. And because I am not fluent in my dialect, I could only communicate with her with simple teochew. Kinda sucks because I really wanted to talk to her more and now i can never do that anymore. :(
I really hope my cousin is coping well with the demise of her grandma.
I hate bidding someone farewell forever because it always leave me with regrets. Rawr.