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Monday, December 17, 2007

you told me that you want me, then you come and cut me down

the grand uncle just passed away yesterday, from colonal rectal cancer that spread to the liver. one by one, his organs began to shut down. his intestines, stomach, liver, lungs...
it was a slow arduous death.
but even after receiving news of his death, i felt strangely calm.
that afternoon, we shopped drank our coffees laughed.
sure, a relative just passed away, i will never ever see him again.
but hey, everyone will die one day, no one escapes this world alive...
i was glad that he was relieved of his suffering. blame me for being inhuman.

i only lament on how untimely he left;
just hours away from his daughter's wedding...
one hour.
he fought so hard, held on so long just to see his daughter get married.
as a parent, it would have been the happiest day of his life.
but he had no more strength in him to survive a final struggle

my dad said my grand cousin said at least he left with a ghost of a smile touching his lips...
i can only hope he left in peace.

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