Goodbye Grandpa!

-Flowers for him








-Pastor's blessings and condolences


-Thanks to uncle for the arrangements








-1 last thing i see

After last week's 3 days rushing trip to tawau, it's finally over. It is the first time i experience the whole feelings throughout the entire funeral ceremony until burial ceremony.

Saturday itself at 6:30am i woke up, totally cant sleep, not in a very happy mood, thinking what is going to happen in the next couple of hours, meeting up my uncles and aunties, my cousins and my niece. Having breakfast with my mum's brothers, my cousins as well. Everyone is showing a very bright mood and yet it doesn't reflect that it's a great day.

It was when i reach to the hospital to have my 1st look at my grandpa, i feel terrible. This is something that i din expect when i saw. Eventually i know it must be the responsibility of the hospital, and yet i know that his death is cause by them, irresponsible, reflecting malaysia's worst identity, having being lazy, doing nothing else, taking a doctoral license by just with cash, or somehow just bribe the local universities for a license for doctoral, inprofessional at all. I ask God why..no answers..yet i hope God would pour judgement to them, as i hope that they would repent of what they are doing, and yet i know they still can't convert to christians and i can't help but to see them going to Hell.

When we arrived to church, i met a lot of uncles and aunties, and i appreciate their supports and condolences as well. It has been a very great encouragement from my father's friends and mum's side as well. Then when it came to the final part, having the last image of my grandpa from the coffin, i remember it deeply, as i walked out to church door, tears wept..and i just realize losing him gives me a big impact, that as if only God knows how it feels when i lose him, and i prayed and give thanks he is finally with God.

The time has come when we arrived to the burial ground, the pictures i posted above will show everything. I place my flower in the middle of the grave and the last honour and prayers to him
that he will be happy with the Lord. I will always remember all my memories with him, and the times that i have with him. After that things gets to normal slowly, and till now i still find it hard to forget everything, but to place all my thoughts to this blog itself, hopefully all these memories will not be wipe out.

A final thanks to my friends, church mates, pastors and pauline for the encouragements and support. May God bless you all and send forth his blessings.


Love Jason!