The silly twerp (I mean that in the most affectionate way) shot me an sms ard 11am, and I only read it at 1pm when I woke up.It read
"Chinfee jie, have you heard about uncle K.F?"And in my sleepy stupor, I replied
"No, what about?"And the silly twerp replied almost immediately,
"Have you finished your exams?"So I got fed-up;
"What happened? So what if I have or not. Just tell me."My mobile rang.
And thats how I found out a dear uncle of mine had passed on.
Amidst the shock and confusion, as I realised how he departed, it was uncannily similar to another.
The whirlwind of a weekend has since passed.
Wakes and funerals often have this effect on you - losing track of time, only recognising day and night from the obvious effects of natural lighting.
I did the funeral accounts! (morbid as it may sound) But I'm happy with the results - COZ I HATE NUMBERS. And they entrusted the entire task to me still.
Armed with trusty Dell, I actually did SPREADSHEETS - which account does this money go into, and what money goes out.
*alright, enough gloating*
I'm still feeling gloomy.
My mum and her sister seem to be leading very similar lives. As one marries, the other follows shortly after.
They both married RI boys.
Soon, a first born; and then my cousin follows just over 2 months later.
Eventually, both sisters have 3 children each.
Its a good life for the most of it.
But there came a time, when it was very difficult for most people. I guess everyone has their own story.
Anyhow, Stress took its toll.
And, one could say people seemed to be dropping like flies in a fire.
They were no different.
Stress-induced Heart Attack/ Failure/ Hypertension/ whatever; because, it doesnt really matter anymore, does it.
My mother went through a dark period. Hell, we all went through the 'dark periods', together and on our own. Now my aunt and her 3 sons have to follow in our paths?
Despite the similarities, there are different circumstances that each family has to go through. But, I know, it will be the toughest for them, for the next few months, as the emptiness sinks.
I ought to take this opportunity to remind myself - To my dear aunt and cousins, this has brought back far too many memories and emotions, and though it isn't at all a happy thing, You know that we can fully understand the grief and the various 'dark periods' and the need to be alone, but if there's anything else You only need to call.
I think my aunt was born to be a care giver.
She wants to appear strong, very strong. (but some of us know better).
She doesnt cry (yet we've seen those swollen eyes).
She still had the courage and compassion to comfort others.
I guess she was built that way.
In all her lil ways (alot of them, often a tad bit annoying - my siblings would be able to tell you, *chuckle*), she shows her care, and we've to thank her for that.
Uncle KF was... her everything. Literally.
And she's so strong, who is she going to allow to care for her?
3 years, 3 men, 3 deaths - Daddy, Grandpa, Uncle KF.
All close to me in one way or another. All men in my life.
In light of the situation, I think its time for us to grow up a lil bit more;
a lil bit faster:
Current MSN Nick: ... growing up : "Chinfee........... Needs a Steady Boyfriend: Applications Open!"
This one that has garnered quite a bit of interest in the past 2 days.
I've to explain it before I have to repeat myself yet again:
I put this up in dark humour. We've to move on.. I guess its about time I think for the future, seriously. Once bitten, Twice Shy.
Its time to replace the men in my life *weak grin*
"It is impertinent - Think for the future. ; what a headache"
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