Gong gong passed away.
I was shocked and momentarily emotionless. The news felt unreal until i had to inform the office about my reason for leaving early. The next moment, people were offering condolences and that was when reality sank in.
On my way home, i cried as daddy drove. And my sadness was an amalgamation of several reasons. One of which was the fear of losing my dad. As my dad talked to me, it saddened me to know that i wouldn't be able to overcome a time like this if it had been my dad.
When we arrived at the funeral parlour, i still did not come to terms with reality until the ceremony started. i stood there, with my eyes closed, recalling the memories of my grandfather. How he carried me in my baby pictures, talked to me with a friendly smile and played chinese chess with my dad. From the active old man, he slowly became weaker and quieter. And it was just CNY that we ate together. Everything happened so suddenly.
As i looked back, the tears just came. i felt regretful and sad. i choked on my words. i could only mutter, "Gong gong, take care of yourself" in Mandarin.
Wherever you are, i hope that you are in a better place. You live in our hearts and memories.
