A Chapter Closed
Attended the funeral of Ah Loo today. I guess it’s the start of a closure to a chapter, a chapter of interaction with him. The past days have been very draining, both emotionally and physically. At work, I was unable to focus, and would be contantly distracted by thoughts about William, Elaine and Estelle. I would pray for Elaine, I would ask the Lord why, I would wonder whether William’s spirit would be aware of what’s happening here. I would think of who have we not informed, what more can we do for the family, the way ahead etc... At times, I would sms or talk on the phone with friends who know William, to share our common grief.
After work, I would rush home immediately, wash up, eat and drive to the funeral wake. The least I could do was to be present to render help wherever needed. I wanted to be there to grieve together with people whose lives William had touched. I wanted to be there to support Elaine, to let her know that she has the support and prayers of Hope family, that she can count on us. Hopefully this little that we offer can help relieve a little of the pain that she is going through.
Elaine has been exceptionally strong the past days. I am so amazed by her composure, and can only attribute it to God’s grace and strength upon her. I marveled as I listen to her accounts of William and what a loving husband he has been to her. My heart ached as I heard Elaine sing the first song he wrote for her when they were courting. William had recorded the song over and over to fill the entire 60-min cassette tape. So sweet of him. Also, he stood up for Elaine when he demanded a big-sized stranger to apologise to Elaine for having kicked a soccer ball over her and hit her on her hand.
We heard it over and over again. William had been a great husband, father, son, son-in-law, brother, brother-in-law, friend to so many people. The throngs of people who came for the wake every day bear testament to how much he is loved. William lived life so fully, and he had left a deep impact on many people.
I can only thank God for allowing me to know such a wonderful, positive, inspiring friend. I pray that his life and his death would be a reminder of how I should live my life, to make my life count. As pastor Sng mentioned, we ought to live well so as to die well. Life is fragile and not to be taken for granted.
After work, I would rush home immediately, wash up, eat and drive to the funeral wake. The least I could do was to be present to render help wherever needed. I wanted to be there to grieve together with people whose lives William had touched. I wanted to be there to support Elaine, to let her know that she has the support and prayers of Hope family, that she can count on us. Hopefully this little that we offer can help relieve a little of the pain that she is going through.
Elaine has been exceptionally strong the past days. I am so amazed by her composure, and can only attribute it to God’s grace and strength upon her. I marveled as I listen to her accounts of William and what a loving husband he has been to her. My heart ached as I heard Elaine sing the first song he wrote for her when they were courting. William had recorded the song over and over to fill the entire 60-min cassette tape. So sweet of him. Also, he stood up for Elaine when he demanded a big-sized stranger to apologise to Elaine for having kicked a soccer ball over her and hit her on her hand.
We heard it over and over again. William had been a great husband, father, son, son-in-law, brother, brother-in-law, friend to so many people. The throngs of people who came for the wake every day bear testament to how much he is loved. William lived life so fully, and he had left a deep impact on many people.
I can only thank God for allowing me to know such a wonderful, positive, inspiring friend. I pray that his life and his death would be a reminder of how I should live my life, to make my life count. As pastor Sng mentioned, we ought to live well so as to die well. Life is fragile and not to be taken for granted.
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