It is a sad time for us right now. My Guakong's (grandfather on the mother's side) brother passed away the other day. He passed away at the age of 76. He was able to live a full life and for that we are thankful.
Although I was not close to him my heart breaks. It hits to close to home. :( A death in the family only highlights the fact that life is fleeting and we should never take anyone for granted. I remember being a little girl and we would be in Taikong's house for Sunday dinners and Achak Long would be there. He would tease us and ask us questions that as kids we would think nothing off. Sadly, my memories with him would end there. That's how our relationship would be growing up. I would see him at reunions, I would say the obligatory hello and kiss on the cheek and move on to the next aunt to kiss. I can't really say that things would be completely different should I be able to take back time. That's how things really were I guess. He really couldn't keep up with the energy of young kids and we really loved running around.
As it is often said, we only realize the true value of something or someone when they're gone. I guess that's one thing we take away every time someone dies, we learn to stop and smell the roses. We learn that everything should be done with purpose. I want to grow old and be able to say that I experienced everything. That I never took anything for granted. I know it is hard because once something becomes a constant it is but human nature to forget it's importance and take it for granted. I only pray that I remember. Always.
So until it's time for me to see you again. Goodbye Achak Long.
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