Because it takes guts to live
18 April 2018, 1650H 5 years since I texted you 'Morning Fats' or randomly texted you during working hours just to irritate you and to make sure that you are still alive and surviving the long day at work. 5 years since I last saw your face and heard your voice. Some might say "Wow! … Continue reading 5 years on
30th. Another milestone in life that is greatly celebrated. This post was meant to be published last year, as a tribute to you as you would have turned 30 if you were still around. It took me a whole year to finally complete this post. It was difficult as I thought about what should be … Continue reading A Birthday tribute
What does it mean to be brave? What are qualities must a person portrays/demonstrate to be considered a brave person?’ It’s been 4.5 years since I last saw my sister in person, and for the past 4.5 years, I tried my best and did everything I could to build a life around grief. I thought … Continue reading I’m not brave after all
As the festive celebrations come to an end, one cannot help but realise another year has passed. As each day pass, we are often oblivious to the warm sunrise that greets us each morning, without us realising how fast time flies when we are kept occupied. Where is home? Home does not necessarily refer to … Continue reading As tears go by
Despite growing up in a typical Asian family, my parents never forced my sister or me to pursue the typical jobs that allow us to earn a sustainable income. My parents always said, “You can choose whatever you wish to study, you just need to have a plan and know what do you wish to … Continue reading What if I had one more day
‘After the readings, you will be given some time for the eulogy. May I check who will be reading the eulogy? Her sister or her mother’ Sneaking in a glance at my mother’s facial expression, without much thought; I volunteered to read the eulogy. Perhaps, it was the adrenaline due to the lack of sleep … Continue reading A Eulogy
"Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimesBut it’s the only thing that I knowWhen it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimesIt is the only thing that makes us feel alive” As I was commuting to work while listening to Ed Sheeren on Spotify, I teared up a little as I sang along … Continue reading Loving can hurt sometimes
Back in 2017 while in remission, Kimberley became a volunteer writer for the website “gooddeath.org.sg”. While serving as a volunteer writer, some of the articles that Kimberley wrote includes 'Stop and Stare' and 'Every Breathe You Take' Exactly a year since the article 'Stop and Stare' was published on Medium, Kimberley was in the midst … Continue reading A Good Death
Death? What is death? At a young age of 6 years old, it was the first time I experienced death of a loved one in my family. My paternal grandfather passed away. I was never close to my paternal grandfather. During the wake, I had the time of my life: I was happily playing at … Continue reading Shh… Don’t say the D word
“Three weeks ago, on a family vacation in Berlin. I stood in the middle of Alexanderplatz, next to Primark and panicked. My phone wasn’t in my bag, and I couldn’t remember where was the last place I left my phone. As i searched the aisle of Primark for my phone, several thoughts clouded my … Continue reading You’ll always be part of our (Facebook) memories