027: Rest in Peace
Recently, someone that I’ve known since I was born passed away.
Although I didn’t know him personally I would always “een-sah” to him and his wife around church and they would comment of how much I’ve grown since I was young.
This is one of the first people that I’ve actually grew up knowing and seeing often that has passed away. (My grandma passed way ages ago but I only met her once when I was a year old). And this is also the first Pre-funeral service (I’m not sure what to call it cause it wasn’t the funeral) I have attended, since my grandma lived in Korea. It made me proud at the service to see many younger (youth group) there to support and show respect.
It especially broke my heart to year the grandson’s letter to his grandpa, who was basically his father to him. It makes me regret not starting up a conversation for him or being a good older sister in Christ to him at church.
I’m now convicted to be a better granddaughter myself, cause you never know when… yeah, but it can be challenging at times because the conversation can only go so far because of the language barrier. But one of the goals I swear to myself is that a few times a year (maybe on their birthday or anniversary) I will walk to their retirement building from school and just go to spend time with them. My grandma always used to constantly call to check up on me but I’d just be on the line half-listening to what she said saying “neh, yeh, neh” when I needed to, nam saying? I first wanted to be a better granddaughter when I overheard my dad talking to my mom about purchasing their cemetary spot.. -.-;; and I was like “What the heck! Are they sick?” but then he told me they’re fine, he’s just doing everything in advanced.
Yeah I don’t know where I’m going with this but I just haven’t blogged in awhile and wanted to rant out some thoughts.
