Dear blog visitors and blog followers,
I wasn't able to update on my blog, deviantART and Youtube or anything for the past two weeks due to the tragic passing and loss of my grandfather.
The following content in this entry are serious and actually happened. Condolences are welcomed and please do not make any jokes or troll on this post. I have already cried enough and been depressed for the last few days.
My grandfather had pancreatic cancer for 4 years and he was suffering the last stage of cancer. Over the past three months and before I flew to Singapore on December 20th 2011, he lost thirty kilograms and he threw up anything he ate and drank. On Christmas Eve 2011, he kept vomitting and having diaherrea and my dad and I had to bring him to the emergency room. The moment he entered the hospital, he knew that this will be his last hospital stay.
When the world entered the year 2012, I got a call from the hospital that my grandfather's conditions are getting worse and that my family has to get ready to prepare for the worst. On New Year's Day, my grandfather was surrounded by my family and I and I cried beside his bed. On the night of January 2nd 2012, my dad phoned me to immediately go to the hospital. On that night, it was the last time I saw my grandfather when he was alive and it was the last night for him.
On January 3rd 2012 at 9:30am (Singapore Time), my grandfather peacefully passed away at the age of 73.
Over the next four days, his funeral was being held and numerous guests came over to see his body for the last time. On January 7th 2012, the St. John Ambulance brigade performed a flag ceremony for his coffin as his last wish and his medals and the flag of the organization were handed over to my grandma. I saw his body get cremated and I cried my heart out loud like mad for nearly more than thirty minutes while everyone in my family hugged and comforted me.
My grandfather was close to me, and this is the first time I have ever lost someone who is important to me. Although I don't see him often since I live in Canada, he always tell me stories about his life and my ancestors and that he and my grandma always loved me ever since I was born. My grandpa and I were the only ones in my family to know the full history of my family tree and I am now the only one left to know.
I wished he lived long enough to see me graduate from my university, get a chance to see my future wife, be the one to help conduct my wedding ceremony when I marry my future wife, or maybe see his future great grandchild. It was so painful to think that now he is gone, he can no longer be there for me in these events. T__T
After the funeral ended, I decided to type out everything he told me about my ancestors and his life so that it won't be forgotten and be passed on to my future desendants as a tribute to him. Once it's done, I will send it out to all of my relatives.
I am already shredding some tears as I am typing this post. I still miss my grandfather up to this day, but I am glad that he is no longer suffering from pancreatic cancer and that he is watching me from above the skies. I hope everyone had a great new year's day, and whenever you see your grandparents please tell them that you love them very much, give them a hug/kiss/both, spend as much time as you can with them, and cherish the moments that you have with them.
Happy New Year.
Sincerely,
TechieWidget
