In the tumultuous year that was 2009, I moved all my life’s possessions around the world several times, and then came home to find my grandfather was going to die. Michael Jackson died. Everybody seemed to, that year.
This entry is part 2 of 4 in the series Portraits of GriefLast Rites Living in Singapore is not easy, one can quickly see. Could it be that we tire quickly from our programming — the PSLE, the Os, the As, the university, the serving the nation, the feeding your family and all these things? [...]
This entry is part 3 of 4 in the series Portraits of GriefA year in review 2009 was a year of many things: it was the year of change and death. More so it was the year of change because of death. Many famous people died that year; my grandfather, who was not famous, somehow [...]
This entry is part 4 of 4 in the series Portraits of GriefLet’s just say I don’t do death. I’ve never had to deal with it, never thought about it, possibly because I never had a pet, and never had family or friends who’d passed on or contracted anything major. People lived, in my family, [...]