It's always sad to bid that final goodbye to someone near & dear.

Circa 6pm, I'll be leaving with Momster & Daddy where we'll have steamboat dinner with my maternal relatives. After which, we'll be heading to the temple where my Grand dad's urn is & send him off to Judgement.

I didnt have to go. But I feel it's only right that since I sent him off halfway there the last time at his funeral, I should respect this tradition & finish what I started.

His passing made me realise that life is, more often that not, bittersweet.

We taste what's awful first & soften the blow by constantly remind ourselves that the ending MUST/WILL be sweet. & I know it's hard to relate the passing of my Grand dad to this metaphor. But you see, it was bitter for me, having to see my Grand dad slowly die. But in the end, I tell myself all I've to do is learn to really love the ones that have always loved me. & it was bitter for my Grand dad during his last days with all that suffering. But it was sweet when he saw us relatives from above, bonding with one another like never before.

Awhright, I better go fix my hair now.

PS, missing Lim Ding Ding. ;) Who have been asked by Momster & Daddy to eat lunch/dinner with my family coming weekend to celebrate his birthday. ;D Cant wait for friday where i"ll be celebrating it with you!


XOXO.