We're here on borrowed time, waiting for God to call us back home.

Preface: Pooh to Christopher Robin "If you live to be a 100, I want to live to be a 100 minus 1 day so I never have to live without you:".

I went to my sister’s grandfather-in-law’s tahlil last nite. I rarely go to a ‘funeral procession’ because it seems to me very sad ceremony and I figure most people (like me) would like to mourn in private. I feel it a bit intrusive and a hassle to the mourning family to have to host a ‘kenduri’ on top of everything else.
But last nite I went anyway because this is the second death in the family. Last month this old man’s wife passed away.

My sister told me that this couple has been married for 65 years! I was flabbergasted when I heard this. I never really thought about it, I mean I know that they were really really old but have never connected it to the amount of time they live together as husband & wife. Can you imagine 65 years of love, devotion and commitment? It’s more than double my LIFETIME! I was a mess after my breakup with my bf of only 8 months. The pain was almost unbearable. I cannot even begin to imagine his feeling when he lost his wife. Maybe it’s no surprise that he passed on. I suppose he couldn’t live alone without his wife after all those years of knowing someone is there needing and loving you. After 48 days being apart, I’d like to think that, they are now together again in heaven.