Away from Suffering

I used to think what it is like to lose a close one.

Back then I was too young to understand death, the pain and the grieving that occurred after it.

And now that I'm old enough to understand, the feeling shocked me. Not only for the death of my grandfather, but also the pain that my grandmother needs to endure for losing her soulmate.

One thing we were grateful is we managed to see him for the last time. And the next day, he's gone. We were expecting for his report to come out on Fri but he couldn't make it. To say that we are sad for the loss, we were even upset with his condition when he was alive.

Weak and frail, could't eat properly, I guess he lost hope with himself too.

Now that he's gone, we somehow are glad that he no longer needs to suffer. At the age of 87, what more can we ask for? We've been by his side for years longer than any others. And at the age of 85, I know that my grandmother is also grateful that she had the chance to be with my grandfather this long.

Rest in peace grandpa.