Overture
I was standing there beside the casket, feeling helpless.. as I watch the person I love shed the most inconsolable tears. I wanted to stay by his side but I can’t. At that time I thought I ought to stay beside him and comfort him as much as I can. But I was hesistant. I didn’t dare to interrupt because those around him are his family. I’m not a part of the family so I know where I should stand..where I should place myself. Maybe some of them don’t want me near him. It’s more painful and hard for me because at that time I can’t do anything to ease his suffering…to comfort him and encourage him to be strong. I know how much he have wanted me to stayed by his side but then everytime I come near him, I was being pushed away by those people. I felt humiliated. And I have to endure that. People are all staring at us. But I didn’t feel ashamed anymore. Why should I? In that terrible moment, somehow, I gained the strength of will to bear all. I wept, but I tried to be strong..for him. So that