all he needed was a let go.
i cried.

my grandfather has passed on.
he took a mere one week.

and within two weeks, he is gone.
gone to heaven.

today was his funeral.
something funny happened.
well, its a family thing.

as we watch the coffin move towards the stove.
i cried the second since he passed away.

he looks really peaceful.
thank the Lord that he had been saved.
or else, i would be crying and miserable at the thought of him suffering in hell.

but he has accepted Christ.
and now he is in heaven enjoying the wealth he lost.
the peace he forgot since a long time ago.

past few days has been busy with the wake.
i did night shift.
looked at his picture.
recalled my memories with him.

someone told me, if he was healthy.
he would have took me to the park to play when we were younger.
he could have very well be the best grandfather.

but he had his first stroke at the age of 48.
that was 25 years ago.
way before i was even given birth.

therefore, not much of memories.
but i could remember, he was always the one who help me when i fell.
as in literally fell and had a blue black.

he will always take his oilment and rub as hard as possible on my blue black.
all my screams were useless.

but at least it was a memory.
and i have quite a few more other memories.

i treasure every one of them.
i wouldn't trade anything for those memories.

well, i am really, really happy that he is now in heaven.
no more sufferings, no more burdens.
just him and God.

he will always be loved.
he will always be remembered.