Saturday, July 23, 2011

attending my paternal grandma's funeral reminds me of my late grandaunt.
its weird how i was thinking of my grandaunt then my grandma loses her battle with life and passes on.

i was reminded just how fragile life is when one moment she was struggling and the next, she's gone.
you just lose the ability to think properly and its hard to stay still. but unlike movies, i remember everything. i remember every single detail.

although i'm not close to my late grandma, i still do have an attachment to her. just that simple adoration that one has when you respect an elder. i remember as we walked around the casket to say our last goodbyes, how everyone was crying at grandaunt's side.

a dear friend reminded me how death teaches us a lesson; to cherish the ones we love while they're still with us on earth. i replied her, saying how painful this lesson is.

sad things aside, i've never realised how grand my family was until the funeral. the adults were saying how when my great-grandmother passed on, my grandfather's business associates and friends and family all came down and the procession was so large they had to hire mobile traffic police. it has got to be true when all the adults, (9 siblings concur) say the same thing.
i've never seen so many people at a funeral at a sitting and realised how a big shot my grandfather was when he was around.
there were so many people who came and the adults were showing them whose child each one of us belonged to. so many of the adults were going on about how they saw us when we were small tots and how much we've grown since. it was quite awkward since we kids didnt know who all these people were. haha.
it was really a sight. a whole lot of drama entails as well, with all the money involved for the stupidest reasons.
anyways, i got to go. get ready for the day ahead.
i dread when we get to the crematorium tomorrow. all the memories.

vanessa.c