It is hard to watch the live telecast. The sombre mood and the lone figure of our PM is too hard to bear. So, I left the TV switch on but not really absorbing because you get this choking feeling, aching eyes while trying to stay tear-free. But still, it is something that you know will stay in your heart for a long time.
Because she is a wife to a great man. And a great woman herself. Never mind what other opposition political parties said. At this very moment, it is a man, a very weak and tired man mourning the loss. That picture will stays on in my mind for a long time to come.
What I admired most about people close in faith is their calmness in situations like these. When Vincent died, it happened on the same day with a Malay baby about his age. The father is an ustaz and he was so calm in letting his son go, offering silent prayers and accepting fate. I got my faith from that ustaz. (that’s partly why I converted to Catholic) It is only when we walk close to God that we have this strength. The ability to face the harshest reality, the bravery to walk on and the assurance that God is with us. Plus the promise that we will meet again.
Rest in peace, Datin Seri.