its the 40th day from the death of my lola rosie (my dad's mum). i still cant help but shed tears everytime i think that i would never be able to see her. i know that its been a while since we have talked because of my busy schedule but i regret not spending time with her when i can.
the 40th day? im not sure why we celebrate or get together on the 40th day? why not 100th? or 50th? nevertheless, im glad she's in a better place now. i weep outisde but inside i am happy she lived and i have spent time with her.
she always tells us that coz shes old time comes and she will be gone. i never thought it would be sooner. i never saw myself crying on her coffin. i didnt wanna see her in there. and i dont regret not looking. i never even thought i would be there helping out on the funeral preparations. i ever thought i would be staying all night inside the funeral home, entertaining guests who came and finally i never thought that i would be inside a car following all the other cars bringing her to her final resting place.
we were suppose to go to another coutry this holy week. we were already making plans, booking a flight and the next day. *poof* no more plans.
i remember her alive and happy. i remember her eating and shopping, travelling together to different countries.
we will miss you!
the 40th day? im not sure why we celebrate or get together on the 40th day? why not 100th? or 50th? nevertheless, im glad she's in a better place now. i weep outisde but inside i am happy she lived and i have spent time with her.
she always tells us that coz shes old time comes and she will be gone. i never thought it would be sooner. i never saw myself crying on her coffin. i didnt wanna see her in there. and i dont regret not looking. i never even thought i would be there helping out on the funeral preparations. i ever thought i would be staying all night inside the funeral home, entertaining guests who came and finally i never thought that i would be inside a car following all the other cars bringing her to her final resting place.
we were suppose to go to another coutry this holy week. we were already making plans, booking a flight and the next day. *poof* no more plans.
i remember her alive and happy. i remember her eating and shopping, travelling together to different countries.
we will miss you!
