Visiting our Grandfather's grave on his Birthday

It's the time of the year when we go to the memorial gardens to reminisce some memories and celebrate our grandpa's special day. And everytime we go here, I always feel like I've returned to my childhood days.

How many years has it been? More than 20 years? Although I was still a kid when I witnessed our grandpa's burial, it was as still clear as if it happened yesterday. At that time, I remember looking around seeing the whole family crying. And it's funny how clueless I was since I didn't actually knew what were those tears for. The last thing I knew, I was crying along since all the kids we're crying. I wonder if they didn't knew the reason as well like me.

That moment became the last memory of my grandfather. It was that time, at such a young age,that I realized people eventually die and leave their families. It's sad and the people who were left behind has to undergo a certain change. They're left with a new chapter in life in which that person won't be included. Can you imagine that? It is definitely unfamiliar at the beginning but it you will get to recognize that change and adapt from it. You will learn that life goes on.

Life is all about change. Nothing remains the same. And all of us are expected to adapt to that change. Sometimes when you think about it, it's seems to be a lot of work. But everything around you will still change and move forward even if you choose to live in the past. We all have different circumstances, and its maybe one of the reasons why we're all different.

Everyone has a story to tell. Each one of us knew life at a different angle. But also, even though we are diverse, we still have common traits we can't deny. Just like how others refer life as a borrowed time, we all have our own end of time. No matter what path we choose as we grow old we all meet at one destination.

Isn't it interesting how life defines the beginning and end?

And just like that, it was nearly sunset. How easily time paass by. I was busy speaking to myself and imagining lot's of things that I became unaware that it's getting dark. Well, my aunts and cousins were busy chatting with each other so it's okay.

Still, how beautiful it is to see how sunset signals the end of the day. It was a long day indeed and we have to travel back to get home. There's a lot of things I wanted to reminisce and realize but we don't have a lot of time so that has to wait until the next time. For now we have to bid farewell to this safe haven.

And by the way, we were not alone on that day. There some who went and visited their departed ones too. I wonder if it's the same ocassion too. Although sometimes it is sad that most people nowadays tnd to visit on special ocassions only, I'd like to think that atleast they still remember to come and visit. That goes the same to us.

I hope the next time we come, it'll be more lively. I'm wondering how that could happen. Not all my cousins mark this as an important date. I hope they could find the value in it since it's our grandpa's day. Guess I'll have to think of better ways to get everyone together.