As awkward as it sounds, it seems like the death of my great-grandmother seems to bring more laughter than tears, more happiness than sadness. It's all a process of maturing I guess. Apparently, though we mourn her inside, we can't help but find today is just as lovely as any other given days. My cousins who resides in KL came back. We had some good laugh and games and meals together. So it's actually quite enjoyable. Mind you, I'm not saying that the funeral was enjoyable, but the happiness and joy it brought, something hidden in within it's means, an event often thought of as a dark parade seems so bright inside.
Perhaps because the younger ones are still unaware of death and the meaning of it, I'm hearing my niece's laughter, along with my sister's and my cousin's. We just had a meal at Golden Mansion, all of us, and I feel really at ease and comfortable now. (Although I know I am going to have a French listening test soon)
We're gonna go to the crematorium again later, at 3 to collect the ashes. Then I'm gonna head straight to class at 4.
Right now, I'm just hoping the interview yesterday went really well. I mean, I think it's good. Just gonna wait for the result I guess.
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