Friday, April 30, 2010 @ 10:24 PM
You are remembered by millions,You touched billions,
You listened to everyone's trouble.
You understood them.
You gave them the courage to go on.
You gave them support to carry on.
You held my hand,
You told me it was okay.
You gave me strength.
And now, youre gone. Youre gone to somewhere high up above. Youre somewhere in heaven, looking down at us. Telling us youre fine, telling us how much you missed us and yet, you tell us not to cry.
I could vividly remember the time when i was young, i loathed vegetables so much, You told me i have to eat it, it would make me pretty. It was nothing, maybe, to me, your words meant so much. I remembered, on my birthday, you passed me a red packet, inside was $10. Your savings. Something you have willing to fork up for me, something you could have used the note on something you liked. I could feel the gentle touch of your hands, asking me how was school, patting my little hands softly, it was nothing, nothing compared to what you have done for your naughty nephew, nothing compared to the mental support you gave everyone. How you have bucked yourself up to force a smile when youre lying on bed, day by day, becoming so frail i would have never knew. Chemo made your jet black hair turn white overnight. And what i most regret, was to see you on your last, was that i never seen you when you were in the hospital, fighting for your life. I prayed, every possible time. It was the usual 'i wish kimpo would get well soon, get up on her feet, and be well again like before. she's gone through once, let her pass this time too' Then, i have no idea why, probably i couldnt stand to see you suffer anymore, ive changed my prayer. I told jesus to let you go if its going to end your suffering once and for all, if all it takes is to slip into heaven and end what shes been going through, i'd gladly accept, and our family shall grieve but not mourn till eternity because we know youre someone out there looking after us, protecting us with your leathery hands, your precious hands, with obvious green veins, those warm touch i missed, those times you asked me hows school, telling me to keep going. When i was in pain, the look on your face, those concerned eyes. It startled me. It startled me that for now, youre somewhere else, somewhere happy and carefree, somewhere free of pain and suffering, somewhere closer to jesus. On the paper i drew, the little black silhouettes, they could be the people missing you right now, they could be the people you have deeply impacted in their lives, they, however could be the people you loved so much. These people i have drawn on the paper, though i know you cant see it, i know somewhere out there, you can, you can feel it. Then gently pat me on the hand again and tell me that everythings going to be okay. You live in us.
R.I.P Kimpo
In loving memory of you.
passed away peacefully on 30 april
Forever remembered and treasured.
Julia
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