i would say it’s been a long week, except that time seems to have flown by so fast and the week’s over now so i can’t say it’s a long week. i feel like talkin yet i dun feel like talkin. i wanna pick up the fone and call sm1 but i dunno who to call. it’s nt dat i dun hv sm1 i cld talk to, it’s juz dat..what do i say? where shld i start? “oh hi, i’m ok work’s been busy, by the way my grandma died. so hw hv u been?”
my paternal gran passed away on Tues. 2 deaths in under 1.5 yrs.
she’s been in the hosp for abt 6 wks, nv really gettin well enuf to get discharged. everytime it seems dat the docs hv declared her well enuf to leave, smthin juz comes up again. woke up in the morn on Tues to find out abt the news. i knoe my dad’s pretty upset, but he doesn’t really show it.
i knoe i shld feel smthn, esp if i hv been stayin with her for all my life. but she’s been in the same condition for as long as i cld remember, so i hvnt reallie communicated much with her over the years. last yr i did. i remember i did. when she was conscious and responsive but nt reallie rememberin who i was. but this yr i was so busy, and i nv realised when it was dat she started slipping away. mebbe bcos she wasn’t with us for such a long time, mebbe becos i was nv reallie close to her, or mebbe bcos i subconsciously know dat her time was up. mebbe it’s good dat she doesnt hv to suffer anymore aft so many yrs. but i guess it was reallie hard to think abt all dat when i spent my time takin care of the kids at the funeral, and of my own mother.
my mum went for an op on Thurs. it was supposed to be a simple day surgery but complications arose so she had to be warded overnight. she insisted on attending the cremation today, so we had to look out for her as well.
it was a mad rush, gg from work to the wake (which is in freakin Punggol and i hv no idea why, thank goodness my ah ma’s soul managed to find her way there) and den gg home, gg from work to the hosp and den to the wake. but i was glad and touched by the concern from ppl like Evie, Pat, BB, SL and JL. i wasn’t really expecting Evie and Pat to msg, so it was a touching gesture.
a few of my aunties were crying. i saw, i heard and i was going to. i guess if i dun think abt it, i wun cry. but nw dat i am, i am. it’s juz the loss, the regrets. when she was still alive and still like, functioning normally, i was too young. i wasn’t at home much and i din reallie understand her. when she fell sick, i was onli in pri sch if i din rem wrongly. it wasnt only until i was in jc at least dat i realised hw i shld treasure her. i can’t speak my dialect well, and she cldnt reallie communicate by then. but i loved it when i cld juz smile at her and she wld smile back even tho she doesn’t remember who i was. i hated it, when this yr, i talked to her, and she wun even respond.
there’s so much i cld hv learnt from her, but i din realise it till it was too late. it was almost the same for my maternal gran as well, but at least i had sm time with her. it’s juz the, the end of a past generation, i mean seriously, the experiences and knowledge my grannies had. i wld nv hv gotten them in my lifetime, no matter hw old i lived till. their memories of hw life was like back then, the WWII experiences, all the traditions dat hv been lost in today’s generation.
u knoe the funny thing? so many ppl, relatives apparently, turned up at the funeral. sm i hvnt seen for ages, sm i hvnt seen in my entire life. i swear. do they even know anythin? do they know her? hv they seen her b4 in their lives? what or who are they praying to? do they know what they are participating in? what’s the pt in havin so many kids if it’s nt a closely knitted family? ok so my gran had a big hse and car and loads of money. reallie loads of it. more den my maternal gran. but half of these ppl only visit her once a year. sm hvnt visited for ages. i wonder if my gran remembers them?
after my maternal gran died last yr, everytime i went out and i saw old grannies on the street, i always wondered why mine wasn’t around. when i saw kids with their grannies, i always had this half-urge to go up to them, shake them reallei hard and tell them to treasure their grannies and love them and learn fromo them and nt neglect or be rude to them cos they won’t be here forever.