I miss "Angkong"! :(

At that time, I felt hopeless. I was just a kid and people may say that I don’t know what’s happening around me; and they hid the truth from me, but I do know that the one lying in the coffin is someone I love and know. And that someone is my grandfather.

His passing was difficult for me even if I was still young. I can already feel the weight that was coming: I started to fail my exams, I can’t concentrate on my studies, and I can’t help but cry in the middle of the day.

I realized that life was not just all about pure joy and happiness. But crying won’t do anything. And I never blamed God for everything that was happening to me at that time. I knew that it was just a trial to make me a stronger person. Without these trials, I won’t realize that God works in His own time.

Good things do not come all the time. Bad ones come more than as often to enable us to learn from the realities of life. I learned to be strong and to keep my faith grounded, to accept the things we could not change and to know His purpose.

I am not that little girl anymore who usually depends on others, who cries in times of fear and who is afraid to seek the truths of the world.

I am now a young lady who is strong enough to face my problems all by myself, who is open to challenges, who can handle responsibilities and manage things properly--a lady who’s more knowledgeable of what she’s doing and where she’s trying to go.

It's been seven years now and I really miss my grandfather big time. I know, someday, I'll see him again on the other side.

I love you Angkong! I really miss you super! :(