Esther Wong Peak Kuan
1986-2005
If tears could build a stairway
and thoughts a memory lanewe'd walk right up to heaven
and bring you home again
No Farewell words were spoken
No time to say good-bye
Our heart still hurt
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to lose you
No one can ever know.
But now we know you want us
and bring you home again
No Farewell words were spoken
No time to say good-bye
You were gone before we knew it
And only God knows why.
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to lose you
No one can ever know.
But now we know you want us
To remember all the happy times
Life still has much in store.
Since you'll never be forgotten
we pledge to you today
A hallowed place within our heart
Is where you'll always stay.
Death gathers those we love so much,
Will all be clear, when we meet again
someday... in the Pureland...
Dear sis,
It's been 7 years since you left us. We could still remember vividly how happy you were celebrating your 20th birthday. Everyone was there to see how beautiful you'd grown. You dressed so well, and you were excited when we sang you birthday song. You were delighted, basking under the lime light. I'm sure you had a great joy that night. Who would had ever thought, that a month later, you'd leave us... forever. I remembered sending you to the hospital on that fateful day for your usual blood transfusion.
It was just like any other ordinary day, nothing special except that you were looking forward to your coming Langkawi Thalassaemia conference scheduled at the end of April. We thought that would be a memorable family trip and everyone was so excited about the trip. You were going to give a talk during the conference. However, our dreams shattered when I received a call from the hospital on that fateful evening, 20th April 2005. Mum and I thought something must had gone amiss when we drove to the hospital to find out what the problem was. Mum was so worried and she prayed hard that you were alright, so was I. However, when we reached the hospital, the doctor broke the news that you'd left us... I dreaded to think of it again as it hurts whenever I picture you laying on the bed motionless.
However, I'm happy that you suffer no more now. We hope you've found peace and equanimity. And I know, what ever you are, what ever you are doing now, Lord Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are guiding you... always... Amitabha.
In loving memory of late
Esther Wong Peak Kuan
who has returned to Lord
on the 20th April 2005
deeply missed but never forgotten...
*Amitabha Buddha*
