For you, uncle.

I'm at a loss of words, suddenly.
When I first heard about the news after being awoken by the phone call at 4am, my mind went blank.
Too shocked to react.
I couldn't register the fact that he has left us.
I even wondered if it was a prank.

Frankly speaking,I'm nt very close to my aunts n uncles.
But coming to terms with his passing on, taking in every single details about uncle before and after the tragedy had happened wasn't easy.
And i worry for my dad, my grandparents & my uncle's wife.
The sudden bad news took away a father, a brother, a son from the family.

Distinct memories of him singing karaoke at our place during lunar chinese new year kept lingering in my mind.
The cousins were amused by his expressive singing style and watched him closing his eyes momentarily losing himself in the songs.
Did i mention that he used to sing off tune whenever he got overexcited in singing?
Sis and I would giggle uncontrollably at his funny antics as we record it on video during chinese new years.
I guess this strike us as one of the few precious moments that brought us closer to the other side of him.

Family karaoke would be different without him.
His laughter, his gungho strong attitude in facing life would always be fondly remembered.

And I hate to use past tense all of a sudden.
For this moment.



My professor once said,
"Growing old is about learning to cope with losses."
Yea, but at the same time, you learn to experience what it means to be devastated, sad, lonely and missing someone dearly to you. To go through and allow all kinds of complex emotions to penetrate you fully before moving on.
“Detachment doesn’t mean you don’t let the experience penetrate you. On the contrary, you let it penetrate you fully. That’s how you are able to leave it.” ~ Tuesdays with Morrie