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R.I.P
As we grow older, it's inevitable that people around us gradually age and eventually leave us. No matter how many goodbyes we have to say along the way, none if it would make another any less bitter.
Yesterday, I lost my 3rd aunty.
She doesn't exist in my earliest memory, but as far as I can remember, she has been a tailor all her life. She used to stay with us until she got her own place at USJ 3, just her and her little pooch, Snoopy.
Aunt was a great cook. She could occasionally invite us to her place for a delicious home cook dinner. And it wouldn't be the same Chinese New Year without her scurrying around the kitchen whipping up her best dishes.
Est. year 2005, when our house was being renovated, we stayed with her for around 3 months. That's when we found out she would sew all day and night to meet her customer's date line, drinking cups of coffee to keep herself awake. I guess that's part of the reason why her health went downhill.
For the past 2 years aunt has been in and out of the hospital. It wasn't easy for her or anyone of us.
However my relationship with aunt hasn't been just a smooth ride. We had our misunderstandings and disagreements.
I don't remember how old I was, but was just a little girl. As my birthday is around the corner aunt custom made me a little yellow dress. I wasn't a dress type of girl for as long as I can remember. And it was sort of like an empire dress, I guess I didn't know how to appreciate the flattering cut then. So being a kid and all, I didn't like the dress. Aunt told me to wait till it's completed and it'll look really pretty, and I could wear it on my birthday, and if I didn't like it then, I could give it to my cousin. Well, that didn't change my mind. And that little yellow dress went straight into my cousin's closet. Of course aunt was mad, and hadn't made me another garment since. I guess she forgot what she said, I only gave it to my cousin because she said I could.
And there was this time I refused to play with a cousin I wasn't very fond of (For a good reason, I insist.), and got a lecture from her and my small aunt, and they made it a big deal. I guess I never did truly forgive any 3 of them.
But those days were over.
---
I was a little afraid to look into the casket. So I had dad to accompany me.
But when I saw her face, she looked like she was just sleeping. Suddenly I felt a gush of grief.
It could be a good thing for her to move on, at least I hope all the pain and sufferings are gone.
Rest in Peace.
Yesterday, I lost my 3rd aunty.
She doesn't exist in my earliest memory, but as far as I can remember, she has been a tailor all her life. She used to stay with us until she got her own place at USJ 3, just her and her little pooch, Snoopy.
Aunt was a great cook. She could occasionally invite us to her place for a delicious home cook dinner. And it wouldn't be the same Chinese New Year without her scurrying around the kitchen whipping up her best dishes.
Est. year 2005, when our house was being renovated, we stayed with her for around 3 months. That's when we found out she would sew all day and night to meet her customer's date line, drinking cups of coffee to keep herself awake. I guess that's part of the reason why her health went downhill.
For the past 2 years aunt has been in and out of the hospital. It wasn't easy for her or anyone of us.
However my relationship with aunt hasn't been just a smooth ride. We had our misunderstandings and disagreements.
I don't remember how old I was, but was just a little girl. As my birthday is around the corner aunt custom made me a little yellow dress. I wasn't a dress type of girl for as long as I can remember. And it was sort of like an empire dress, I guess I didn't know how to appreciate the flattering cut then. So being a kid and all, I didn't like the dress. Aunt told me to wait till it's completed and it'll look really pretty, and I could wear it on my birthday, and if I didn't like it then, I could give it to my cousin. Well, that didn't change my mind. And that little yellow dress went straight into my cousin's closet. Of course aunt was mad, and hadn't made me another garment since. I guess she forgot what she said, I only gave it to my cousin because she said I could.
And there was this time I refused to play with a cousin I wasn't very fond of (For a good reason, I insist.), and got a lecture from her and my small aunt, and they made it a big deal. I guess I never did truly forgive any 3 of them.
But those days were over.
---
I was a little afraid to look into the casket. So I had dad to accompany me.
But when I saw her face, she looked like she was just sleeping. Suddenly I felt a gush of grief.
It could be a good thing for her to move on, at least I hope all the pain and sufferings are gone.
Rest in Peace.
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