世上只有妈妈好
没妈的孩子像根草
离开妈妈的怀抱
幸福哪里找

My maternal grandmother passed away after being admitted into the hospital on Monday night. She died of acute kidney failure and there was nothing the doctors could do to save her. She was ferried back home in an ambulance and died shortly after the oxygen mask was removed.

On my way home from work, I kept having flashbacks of the times I spent with my granny. How she loved KFC and we would spend my holidays going to the library in Bukit Merah and having KFC after. How I had asked her how long she was going to live and she said "100!" proudly. The many holidays that I had taken with her to Indonesia and China with my mother. All the hot afternoons when I had cosied up to her chatting and playing cards. How I had picked clothes for her when we went out.

My siblings and I took the late bus back to Bidor for the funeral. I burst out crying when I saw my granny's fragile small frame lying on the stretcher. She looked so peaceful and it was hard to believe she had died. If not for my mother's and my auntie's bloodshot and teary eyes, their loud sobs and broken spirits, I would not have believed my granny had passed away.

My granny had a grand funeral; I think even by Singapore's standards. My aunties and uncles spared no money and ordered a huge 2-storey mansion, a Mercedes Benz (complete with chauffeur) and two servants. In addition, they specially ordered a bank and a gold jewellery shop for my granny. This is because my granny loved counting bills and buying jewellery when she was alive.

My cousins thought of a picture slide show presentation for my granny on her last night. There was a live band playing <<世上只有妈妈好>> which of course made my mother and aunties weep. It broke my heart to see pictures of my granny flashing on the projector and hearing my mother cry her heart out.

I am praying for my granny to be happy wherever she is. I miss her.