Goodbye, Papa!

Papa (1940-2015)

My father passed away a week and a day after Mr Lee Kuan Yew.

If there is anything to learn from both my father and Mr Lee, it is that you can live simply.
My father was a simple man. He needed very little and I mean, very little. He was generous in his heart and Jesus knew this.

My husband was Papa's confidante and caregiver. In the end, it seemed apt, that it was my husband who carried him to his final resting place at the columbarium. That is just his physical remains. For us, Papa's death is a bittersweet occasion. We grieve and yet, it is a celebration of sorts. By the Grace of God, Papa was baptised as a Roman Catholic at the age of 74 and died just a few days short of what would have been his 75th birthday on Easter Sunday. When I think of his long and painful journey, I cannot help but be in awe of the Mercy and Love of God.

After his retirement, Papa had become a taxi driver. He had to stop driving after his first stroke. He passed away on the morning of my TDVL tests. Yes, I passed all 4 tests that morning with the help of the Lord. So with the passing of one taxi driver, another is born in the family. In better health, Papa would have been amused that I was getting a TDVL license.

Goodbye, Papa! You are in a better place now. Rest well in the arms of Jesus!