Tuesday, July 12, 2011

is this why i don't like getting too emotional? i switch off. i become incapable of doing anything serious or productive. or is productivity a means of hiding my true self.

first moment of true loss. the emptiness is unsettling, unnerving. no words to put down to it.

only prayers. prayers that seem to only go to walls. knowing there is a God who hears my prayers and cares. and whom i know has the power to control all that really matters. that, i have to put my faith in.

rest in peace mama. you will always have a special place in my heart.

An Eulogy for mama

Whenever mama was around, the house was always somewhat different. It wasn’t just the language or the way Mum behaved or the sight of mama climbing up the stairs to take her daily bath. She always brought a calm manner and a reassuring voice, a breath of fresh air amidst the hustle and bustle of Singapore life.

I will always remember the sight of mama in the kitchen. She was always doing things at her own pace, never hurried; slowly, diligently, but surely. From playing cards (solitaire or that game where you line up the cards and start counting them) or preparing a mountain of vegetables, no task was too big for mama, neither was there any need to hurry. Her slow walk and calm manner was a constant in our lives, unlike much that was going on around us.

As mama grew older and less physically able, she never lost her smile and her nature. The mental image of a smiling old lady, contented with life and seeing her flock grow up well, will forever be etched in my memory.

Thank you for loving me mama, as you did the rest of us. Your card games and everlasting smile I will take with me forever.

I am looking forward to seeing you again in Heaven.

Love

Kin Yip

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