my maternal grandad's fourth sister passed away last night.



i used to visit her every chinese new year.



she was infamous for her incessant yakking on the phone.



but now the world seems rather disarmingly quiet without her.



its too late to regret passing the phone on to someone else hurriedly everytime she called.



its too late to regret not listening to her for just a few minutes more.



its horrible to wonder if she died, not having said everything that she needed to say.



its horrible to remember that she told me to visit her just a month ago.



its worse to realise that i forgot about it



its much worse to realise that i had forgone my very last chance to see her alive.



she was kinda lonely



you couldn't blame her for complaining



she always reminded me to keep the faith.



that is one last wish of hers that i would strive to keep.














rest in peace, si gor po .....

till we meet again at His feet,

Farewell for now.