'i think the hardest part of losing someone isn't saying goodbye, but rather learning to live without them. always trying to fill the void, the emptiness that's left inside your heart when they go'
This year has been immensely taxing and emotionally draining. I cannot ever go through losing two of the most beautiful and inspirational women in my life ever again. I learn that tears can never dry not when the wounds are still so fresh in memory.
The shock of losing my mother over a span of less than 24 hours is something I can never forget. And the weeks and months leading up to it keeps on replaying, as I wonder if we or any one of us could have prevented it if we were more diligent, more alert, more well read.
In an odd sense of twist, some of the things we did together, feels like we fulfilled her requests. Because mum never does ask for much, so when she does, we try and I really hope we have done at least a good portion of things she wanted before she was taken away from us.
Wanting to wear more dresses during CNY while we were shopping for new clothes
Wanting to visit Pangkor and Cameron, both which we somewhat did go, which was something we did not planned out months, but did on the spur of moment.
Visiting both grandmothers on Labor's Day.
And I know, I know, dad will forever feel that he never took you on a nice holiday to Hong Kong, because he was aiming to plan for it at the end of this year.
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