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Sunday, October 01, 2006

Kiss her hand

Today is 1st October 2006.

I entered a mortuary for the first time in my life today, to pay respects to my aunt-in-law, who had just passed away from a fatal car accident.

The blood around her ears, forehead, and hair were still bright red.
The medical tube you see doctors shove down their patients' throats in movies, and on TV, in urgent attempts of resuscitation, was still there,

right there.

"The tube is still in her mouth!"
That was the first thought that came into my mind when I saw my aunt-in-law in the mortuary.

I had assumed the medical staff would clean and tidy the deceased patient before letting family members in.

But that's not the way reality works.

I stood there in shock, with my two brothers.

We exited the mortuary deep in our own thoughts, silent...holding back tears, .

我想到二弟,扬,在前往医院时,在路上说的话

“你可以想像吗?当大舅出院回家。。回到自己的房间的时候。。。
大舅和大舅母很loving的。。
你可以想像吗? 几十年来都是有一个相爱的人在身边。。
现在突然间。。睡醒的时候。。是自己一个人。。”

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大舅在车祸中也受了伤。医生说有一些玻璃碎片撒进了他的双眼。。。
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在他们把大舅母的遗体抬上救护车 (送到另外一间医院给法医鉴定)之前的几分钟,两个表兄弟 (大舅母的两个儿子) 走上前去,哥哥亲了母亲额头一下,而弟弟轻轻地,吻了母亲的左手。

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大舅母,好好保佑大舅。。。

3 Comments:

At 6:44 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

"你可以想像吗?"

The most poignant phrase in your post - it keeps ringing in my head.

你可以想像吗?

To love is having to experience pain when the one you love is gone. Hence some choose not to love.

To me, it isn't a choice. Love comes in a package. I cannot substitute the fries for onion rings. hell, i can't even NOT want the fries.

And that is the beauty of it all.

To choose to love is to choose the pain of loss eventually; those who knowingly love despite this, is the bravest of all.

We are all brave.

 
At 12:18 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

世界上最远的距离不是生离死别。

至少在她离开这个世界时,她知道她的先生、孩子、亲友会记得她种种的好。。。

我想,她只是换了另一个地方,继续守护着她最爱的人。或者可以说,她先去打理一切,等待和最爱相聚的一天。

保重。 

 
At 3:16 AM, Blogger audaciousjoy said...

谢谢你,地狱天使。

和表弟忍着泪聊天时的说法是。。

“大舅母先去度假了”

:)

Yes.
We will meet again.

 

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