Liang Hui Fang, d. 2008
My other grandmother was cremated today. She passed away on the 13th, after having been in and out of the hospital for a week due to respiratory problems.
Maybe I'm a bad person but I don't feel sad about her...first because I never was emotionally close to either grandmother, second because she had a relatively long and healthy life (except for Alzheimer's in the last decade). I don't support human euthanasia, but when you're that old and not in shape to enjoy life any more...leaving it's not bad.
It's for my father, aunties, and uncles whom I'm sad for. Especially for my dad's youngest sister, who's single and lived with her mother for decades. (wonder...if i was her would i feel desolate or relieved? am i a horrible person for even thinking that?) This can't be easy on my mum either, as she just lost her own mother in December.
You see, we're not sentimental people. When I got the email from my aunt I called my mum's handphone, since my dad was doing the driving from to KL from Penang.
"How's Pa?" I asked my mother.
"Pa's okay, he's not crying unless you ask him to talk about Maa Maa."
Later when they got to PJ I called my dad's handphone again.
"So how's everybody now?"
"We're all right...I think the only two people who are crying are Tini [the maid who was hired to take care of my grandmother] and your sister [my second sis, who tends to be more emotional]."
So the funeral was today and I haven't heard a report yet since I forgot to call in the morning. My first sister and my brother came up from school on the weekend and took the midnight bus back to Singapore after.
But, oh god,- Dave Matthews Band, "Big Eyed Fish"
Under the weight of life,
Things seem brighter on the other side...
Lighter on the other side...

