Amazing Grace

It has been a whirlwind of activities. Nights and nights of rehearsals, taking 2 modules of disgusting science and not to mention endless tweeting and facebooking for work that leaves me very tired. I need more sleep, more me time and more hard disk space in my brain.

A death recently happened, very suddenly. The dad of my good friend passed away and it was such a bad bad surprise for all of us. I have had my fair share of funerals ( paternal grandfather at 12, best friend at 16, pri sch friend at 18, maternal grandfather at 19, an uncle somewhere in between) but it was my first time attending a Christian funeral. There was less of those dong dong chiangs (which i am glad of) and significantly shorter period as well.

I was there for all 3 days, trying to be strong and to keep my good friend company. Thank goodness I had no rehearsals and I was able to skip some unimportant things. It was so surreal – like a bad dream that I never woke up from. To see her and her family in so much pain and future uncertain. To see her change to be the pillar of strength for her family. It was just so… painful. I love her eulogy, so heartfelt and full of anecdotes – how she truly loved her dad. My promise to myself that I wont cry broke. I was running a tap by the end of eulogy.

It was also different the way they take deaths. How dying is to wake up to be in God’s arms and living an eternal life with Him in Heaven. The body is merely a shell present on Earth.

Amazing Grace rang in my head for a few nights.

I had a poem given to me the other day:

“Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colours on the snowy linen land

This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you”

How apt indeed. I want to be as beautiful for the people around me so that I am a blessing to them. I hope that I can be a blessing to them because I want them to be happy. Its okay if I’m not happy. I just need them to be happy.

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