Farewell
Did it really happened? It seemed like it was all a dream. I sit here now, with all the fuzz and buzz over and I'm listening...
Silence...
Was it ever that quiet?
I remember times spent laughing abt mindless things, talking after services, comparing teeth and talking about the future. It seems sureal that I saw you off today, that I walked past you for the last time, that I saw you for the last time today.
I didn't even cry...
Somewhere along the line, I was brought back to the pews, where I'll always remember you in the corner, proudly waving the banner of our tribe. You were always the strong one, and you encouraged so many people. You touched lives in your quiet but yet sincere manner. Thank you.
Thanks for every encouaging word, for every joke shared, for every comforting hug.
Are you really gone?
Why? WHY? A whirl of emotions sweep through my body and mind. Why? Is heaven your reward? Was your task on earth really done? Did you really finish the race?
I hated hearing these words the first few days, and I was really emotional at the wake. But today, as I walked past your coffin for the last time ever, I smiled. The first sincere smile I smiled since I heard of your passing.
Because I know, that you are at peace. I know that you lived a Godly life, you ran the race, and really, ran it well. Because I know that you would want me to celebrate your life and not your passing, and that you would never want to make anyone cry.
Your photo stood on the edge of the coffin... your smiling face was just reaching out to everyone, it felt that you were really there. If I close my eyes now, I can just visualise, your face, your voice.
Will I forget?
Memories are fresh, and I will keep them always, I promise. But one day, will I forget? Forget how your voice sounded like? Forget how you always smiled the goofy smile? I don't want to, but will I?
Will I recognise you when I see you in Heaven?
I'll always remember Alvin, I promise.