Thursday, August 11, 2005
May she rest in peace
a bunch of coincidences?
Patchy usually didn't behave this way but happened to the night a stranger stayed over.
She had a fall. She couldn't open the door. None of the keys in the house could. No one could say something to soothe her. I thought she must have felt very scared in there, lying on the floor and locked in, wondering why no one was unlocking the door to help her.
Was it time for her to move on? Did the fall cause it? Or speed things up?
3 missed calls. A phone call home. A change in the expression on your face, a sense of urgency and worry replaced the relaxed attitude. You seemed to look somewhat stunned and confused although I thought it was very controlled. I guess the shock must have come in later.
"Ah Po is dying."
As you rushed home and left me and your hot chocolate at Marche, I couldn't help but be reminded strongly of the drama serials I saw on tv. I continued to sit there for sometime, many thoughts running furiously through my head. I could have remained there forever.
The journey from Suntec to City Hall MRT seemed inexplicably long. Why was everyone looking so happy and speaking so loudly? I couldn't understand why I was affected so badly.
I was grieving.
There was a very strong sense of loss, but I don't know why I felt that way.
"Only by embracing death can we truly live."
Goodbye ah po.
Patchy usually didn't behave this way but happened to the night a stranger stayed over.
She had a fall. She couldn't open the door. None of the keys in the house could. No one could say something to soothe her. I thought she must have felt very scared in there, lying on the floor and locked in, wondering why no one was unlocking the door to help her.
Was it time for her to move on? Did the fall cause it? Or speed things up?
3 missed calls. A phone call home. A change in the expression on your face, a sense of urgency and worry replaced the relaxed attitude. You seemed to look somewhat stunned and confused although I thought it was very controlled. I guess the shock must have come in later.
"Ah Po is dying."
As you rushed home and left me and your hot chocolate at Marche, I couldn't help but be reminded strongly of the drama serials I saw on tv. I continued to sit there for sometime, many thoughts running furiously through my head. I could have remained there forever.
The journey from Suntec to City Hall MRT seemed inexplicably long. Why was everyone looking so happy and speaking so loudly? I couldn't understand why I was affected so badly.
I was grieving.
There was a very strong sense of loss, but I don't know why I felt that way.
"Only by embracing death can we truly live."
Goodbye ah po.
