Gong gong..

Received a call from mum to remind me to offer joss sticks to gong gong..It had been a year since gong gong passed on..

Time flies..I still rem clearly that very morning when we received a call from the nursing home that he had been admitted to the hospital for shortness of breath..

All of us rushed to Ward 44 of CGH..the ward which i covered when i was still working there..

I naively thought gong gong was going to be ok..but sadly he didnt..he never opened his eyes..he was using so much effort to take each breathe..it hurts to see him struggle so hard...

I hoped he heard all that we said to him before he left us to a better place..

After his passing..I refused to take that ward for awhile..cos it reminded me so painfully of him..

Gonggong was just like a father to me..growing up had not been easy cos he was always so strict with me, he had a fiery temper and always scolded me if I wasnt in my best behaviour..but i appreciate all that I have gone through cos now I understand the values he was trying to inculcate in me..

There were of cos very fond memories of us going to Pattaya together with mum and popo, him ferrying me on his bike and going for swimming..he was the one who taught me how to swim..

Sigh..:(

Cherish your loved ones while you can..no matter how much they had angered or saddened you before..