A minute of silence is often a gesture of respect, particularly in mourning for those who have recently died or as part of a commemoration ceremony of a tragic historical event.
- Wikipedia
My grandmother passed on the 22nd March 2010.
A day that I remembered so well up till today.
At times, just looking at her pictures makes me cry all over again.
Needless to say, I am a sucker at mourning.
This is the first death I've had faced of someone very dear to me.
Don't worry, we are all fine.
Still doing the basics of life.
Like bathing, cooking, eating, drinking and working.
My grandfather is doing well too.
Maybe I had been taking this a little too hard.
I am still getting over the fact that she's no longer here.
Every morning, I just hoped she would be here somewhere in the house.
I could still hear her voice, laughter and jokes up in my head.
Am I going nuts?
I dreamt of her this morning. I wish I could dream of her again later.
I feel like putting up her pictures up here but perhaps on another entry I would when I terribly misses her.
Allahyarhamha Hajjah Sariah Binte Paiman.
Nek, akak rindu nenek :'(