Not a coincidence
DO NOT WEEP
…Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die.Mary E. Frye
How I wish I can take this poem literally.
Five days ago, my grandfather (from my father) had passed away; he is now in heaven with his parents and God. I don’t really know well how and why he died, all I know is that he had a rectum cancer which was detected and removed last year.
I am so glad that I was able to had a grandparent like him. He was so generous to me. I can still remember during my pre-school years that he brings and gets me to school everyday and if there is a new toy available from one of the two biggest fast food chains in the country, he will bring me there and buy me the toy that I like. And during the years when I graduated from playing with toys, he gave me money. And now that he’s dead he still continues to bless and guide me. It was a Thursday when he died, we did not have any classes the following day because here in Pampanga, September 08 (for this year only) was a public holiday. I thought I will be absent on the following day (Saturday) for NSTP and then, I received a SMS from one of my blockmates saying that our instructor was sick! Can you believe that?! Personally, I don’t think that it was only a coincidence. My grandfather wanted me to be on his wake and burial.
I’m sure he is happy now that he is in heaven, that he can only rest.
To end this entry, I leave you a quote…
Death ends a life, not a relationship.
Morrie Schwartz (Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom)
