Dreaming of a white x-mas...

X-mas is a time where people are happy. We buy gifts, sing carols, spend time with the family... I guess I just don't feel the same.

It may have something to do with having to attend my 3rd x-mas funeral this year and also the fact that some sort of bad news comes along during this time. One year it was, Grampa had a stroke, another year was GrandMa passed away (Edmonton), then there was the breakup followed by Aunty Eliza's passing. Finally, and most recently, Grampa passed away this year.

To the nurse he said, "Take care of my wife, I'm going to sleep now... and I'm not waking up".

Grampa passed away on Dec 11, 2005. I received the call at 10:30am from my mother.

This year I visited aunty Eliza's grave with my God-brother Eric, Angela, Ly and Will. Aunty Eliza is the one who helped me along and gave me courage, confidence after her passing; You are missed aunty.