Mourning - and I Need My Own Space

Wednesday, June 16, 2010 Posted by Anonymous
From Wikipedia:


Mourning is, in the simplest sense, synonymous with grief over the death of someone. The word is also used to describe a cultural complex of behaviours in which the bereaved participate or are expected to participate. Customs vary between different cultures and evolve over time, though many core behaviors remain constant.
Wearing dark, sombre clothes is one practice followed in many countries, though other forms of dress are also seen. Those most affected by the loss of a loved one often observe a period of grieving, marked by withdrawal from social events and quiet, respectful behavior. People may also follow certain religious traditions for such occasions.
Mourning may also apply to the death of, or anniversary of the passing of, an important individual like a local leader, monarch, religious figure etc. State mourning may occur on such an occasion. In recent years some traditions have given way to less strict practices, though many customs and traditions continue to be followed.

While others celebrate their birthdays, vacations (like Soraya Zainal) or marriage (congratulations mangifera!) with such happiness, I was hit by sad news last Sunday. My aunt has passed away. 

Most of my friends have not met my aunt; only some of them did (like Unta@Jitra; remember when we all crash at my house back in Muar on our way to Dils' wedding?). 

I am one of the most affected by the loss because she was the one who always looked out and taking care of me since I was born. And the news hit us quite sudden - we never expected her to leave us like that.

She died out of fever due to her compromised immune system starting when she underwent dialysis for her kidney problem. Two days of fever, and then she's gone. 

I am still coping. Thanks in advance for all wishes; but I do need to take some time off from social events - thus, you might see less of me. 


P/s: If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever. - The Crow (1994)
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  1. taksiah adeq.. yep walopon sekejap je kt sane (with extra night hehe) i remembered her... it was good times

    chill bro

    oh aku xpost lagi minggu neh... sibuk gak neh hehe

  2. Sorry to hear about that. Takziah to you.

  3. takziah to u & family..aku igt lagik aunty ko, mmg very nice..may Allah bless her..

  4. adek, my condolence. semoga tabah menghadapi dugaan yang tiba ini. apapun...thanks for the wish. :D