Farewell.

My Grandma had a good life. They say you won't know if you have a good life or not until your last moment. I feel that having your love one surround you is blessed enough but my grandma had people flooding in during her last moment.

She didn't let us have much worry, she left painlessly and I guess although she can't speak, she is still praying in her heart for us. She literally save me from not one, not two, BUT 3 RT SESSIONS. Officially ending my mental block since Feb 1st.

The electricity was out and there was no fan under the HDB where her wake was during the first morning. Yet she blessed us with rain. Her youngest son, my uncle is a pastor for 10 years already. He told everyone that my grandma who was once a Buddhist, how her life was transform by Jesus. She does not know words but her bible shows that she manage to read from the beginning all the way to the end.

Her hope is for our family to go church and follow the Lord. She must be having a good time with the Lord now.

We'll see you soon. =)