Losing Someone Special

Losing Someone Special

Do you know what it’s like losing someone so special and dear to you? I had no idea how it’s really going to feel like before this. Last time, all I could do is picture the grief and I never knew the reality of it. Well, on September the 3rd, I finally had the unfortunate opportunity to taste what it’s like to lose someone I really really love. My grandfather, the late Mr. Chan Seow Wing passed away last Wednesday and my family and I have all lost someone whom we have loved dearly our entire life. I’ve always thought that I’ve felt the deepest pain in life but all the pain and sorrow I’ve gone through before this had never been as deep and as agonizing as the pain of losing my grandfather. September 3, 2008 – this would be a day that I’ll never forget my whole life, not because of it being a sweet memory, but rather, a day that brings tears to my eyes that very morning at 8 a.m. My grandfather left us at 7.23 a.m., in the same hospital where my sis and I were born. The saddest part was that, no one was by his side when he died. That I felt was the greatest regret that I’ll never get over. It’s just so heart-breaking to know that he was all alone. I always wanted him to go in a more…how to say, appropriate way – with family members all by his side, saying our last goodbyes, making sure that he was happy and comfortable before inhaling his last breath.My grandpa was such a nice and kind man and I truly he deserves to go that way. But I guess in life, things just don’t happen the way you want it to happen. I’m just tired of being optimistic.

I will always remember that night. When I got back from the shop, my sis told me of my grandpa’s condition. My mum called from my hometown and said that the doctor says that my grandpa can go home anytime because there were negative signs. The plan was to ferry grandpa home the next morning so that he can at least pass on in his own house – which was his final wish. I was still very optimistic….still believing that it wont...

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