LIFE+STYLE-Young & Savvy | Losing my grandma: My first encounter with grief and the sobering reality of it
When one dies, the living remember who you were as a person and how you made them feel./ PHOTO ILLUSTRATION: PIXABAY
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SINGAPORE – My paternal grandparents have always been there for me. We live under the same roof and they have helped to take care of me since I was born. They are such fixtures in my life that I have never thought about having to say goodbye to either of them.
I didn’t just know their birth dates – as a child, reading about something that took place in the past would prod me to calculate how old they would have been then. This hyper-awareness of their birth dates is to me a sign of their place in my heart.
And that is also why saying goodbye to my popo last October made me realise that some of the things I hold dearest in life aren’t tangible material goods like money, but the relationships and memories I have with the people I love.
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.The morning about nine months ago when I was awoken to the news of popo’s passing still gets a replay in my head now and then.
“Megan, popo has passed away.”
The feeling I felt when my mother uttered this more-than-sobering statement to me as I cracked open an eye is still something I cannot describe in words today.
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