Life.. is ever so fragile.
You know we love you.
Gushes of memories flooded my brain.
Streams of tears drown my heart.
I know, that when all else fades,
we will definitely see each other again,
for you are now rest in peace inwait of the Christ Jesus.
I remember the best food that you cooked.
I remember how much you enjoyed the moments when tons of us came over to your house
for dinner, daily kids' reunion, teenagers' discussion, adult talk, even about relationships;
See, you were there in every and all of these times,
though purposes might differ,
the one thing that remained constant was that you and your delicious food was always there,
which were so awesome, that the table couldn't fit all of us together every after 3 batches.
Above all, I admire your hardworking-ness.
It is the super-god-given strength that no one else whom I know posses.
It is the attribute that had impacts in lives of people whom you knew.
And the funny thing was that the very last advice that you gave me was to "study hard".
I know, that now you're at better side of the place,
away from this fallen earthly world,
free from the pain of carrying a 4th stage cancer.
The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away.
But I thank You Lord for giveth and blesseth me with such a wonderful grandmother.
I will miss her physical presence, Lord.
But I know, You are taking care of her as we pray.
Nevertheless, that tiniest light, when it is placed in the deepest dark,
and it's taken away, it feels sour.
I want to pray for healing, Lord.
Lord, if You are willing, you can make me healed.
I know that the next time I go back, I will:
miss her great food;
miss her strong character;
miss her presence;
and definitely miss her.
Whether how short or how long our lives on earth depends on how we take weigh of our lives.
teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.
Psalm 90:12 NIV
