The Last Good Bye
My Akung past away. The one and only grandpa I’ve ever had.
He died last wednesday, but I just heard the news this afternoon. My family decided to tell me this weekend, knowing that Jo would be there for me.
Still, the shock was unbearable…
I’ve tried to numb my feeling, but it wont just go away…
In this misery, one can only raise so many unanswered questions; thousands of WHYs and WHAT IFs…
The last time I said goodbye to him was last July, when I, Jo and Alyssa visited him in Indonesia. Something told me then, that it’d be our last meeting. Never knew I could be so right…
He told me, that his love, thoughts and prayers will always be with us…
And I believe him.
Again, in this misery, one can only try to find some consolations. He had been sick for so long. And now, God had taken away all the pain. He’s in a better place, he’s not suffering anymore.
I guess he’d been waiting for that day to come. First, he waited to see us, then he waited for Idul Fitri.
Then, he was free…
And now, he can visit me anytime he wants. Without having to take any flight.
Goodbye Akung,
I hope you know how much we love you…
And how much we’ll be missing you…
