So let’s get this note started…it all about my grandfather this time. It’s not information because you don’t even need it. But for me, it is a story. Today (03/24/09) was a mourning day or maybe the opening of mourning week for my family. My grandpa passed away that day… I can tell you exactly what I felt. It’s just like my head was gyrating but tears won’t shed. Underline it.
Okay, touch those memories. This grandpa of mine is a very educated person. No wonder he wants us to be well educated. I can still remember how often he came to our home when I was a child. You don’t even have any idea that your future has been planned. For me, it’s a great plan. Back to the past, when he came to our home, he always found him a comfort seat next to me and my bro’s bed. There he goes, a very great story telling with passion. No, the story had never been about what so called “lullaby for your better sleep time”, believe it or not, he told us about politic and the next time was about wisdom. Yeah, I call them wisdom because wise stories are never be disappointed for teens like me and my siblings and it works today. Trust me.
Surely, the first time we know story about Soeharto’s regime,it wasn’t from school. We got it from our grandpa. He never brings us through his mind about his opinion about something. He just gave us the view and whatever our opinions, they’re excused as long as we have reason(s) to be right. So wise huh…
I remember something. That day, there was sadness on his face. I didn’t see it, I just sure about it. Because I made that face. As this note told you, my grandpa is very educated; he wants it for his lineage. So when I was watching Karate Kids –which is my favorite movie that time, he asked me to change the channel and found him a news channel. I was about nine or ten and news wasn’t my prior. I was so angry and told him that he can’t force me to watch that news in the place of my favorite movie. Even that television isn’t yours. God, I was so rude and unforgivable… For sure, he wasn’t forcing me to watch the news. He just tried to make me fond of it. I knew that he was disappointed by me but he never show it until my dad told me that I did something I shouldn’t. Let me be titled “Impolite and Guilty” in one package.
Life is so unpredictable. About eight months ago. He’s still there for my bro’s graduation. He wasn’t as healthy as ten years ago. He didn’t use the wheel chair because there’s nothing wrong with his foot. It just he didn’t have much strength for a long walk that one of us walks beside him as emergency for his sudden need and it didn’t cause any fuse. We never imagine, eight months latter, he’ll leave us. That day, I told him that it’s my pleasure if he can attend my graduation when the time is come. The invitation has answered now…he won’t be there though he want to…
Last night (03/23/2009) my mom phoned me. She said that my grandpa’s health is drop. This wasn’t the first time. But this time is sign. My mom suggested me to talk with him. I can hear his voice. I told him that I pray a heal, and he asked me about my study here. “To Mom, please.”, I said and he gave it to mom. I told mom that I shouldn’t have any conversation with grandpa because he sounds exhausted. This morning (03/24/2009) my lil bro texted me that grandpa is dyeing and unconscious. Let’s hope for the best he said. I was cared free because my grandpa passed through this one time… but I hope for the best. I turned my cell phone to silent mode because I’ll be in class. After class, there’s message. It’s my lil bro. My grandpa didn’t make it. I just don’t know what to say…but it’s fixed. He leaves us not for a while…but forever…
My grandpa gives us a message says “My grandchildren are good fellow, I’m sure that no matter where I am even if I die, I’ll always in their head forever…” Yes grandpa…you’ll always in our head forever. We pray for a best space there beside Jesus and hope you thousand times happiness… we didn’t grow slipping through your finger. We grow by your lessons and your wisdom. Tomorrow will never be the same cause there’s no you anymore… with this situation, we’ll learn something. Your death wasn’t mean that you leave us, it’s for an everlasting memories we won’t forget. We love you. Always have. Always will.
PS : You owe us story about your new home...HEAVEN
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