life sucks

My grandma passed away today at 1.37 am. Mum emailed me in the morning and I just found out when I read the mail. I didn’t feel anything. Was I made of stone? Strangely, I was unemotional. I didn’t even cry. But the thought of my grandma being dead keep running through my mind.

How can she die? She was fine these few days. Bro and Mum keep updating me with news of her getting better. She was even supposed to be discharged soon.

I decided to call my eldest cousin who was living here in Thailand.

“Bro, you heard the news?”
“Yeah, I heard it this morning.”

It’s true then. Grandma is dead. Now, then the waterworks started.

Life sucks.