day 2

i just got home. there's much more people than yesterday (technically, the day before yesterday)
i played with my nieces and just sat there for hours.
i took a second look over the coffin again and i still can't believe he's gone.
it doesn't seem real to me. i didn't cry, but i do feel sad.
as i looked back into my memories, i had a few encounter with my uncle.
we met in the lift, we met when i just got home from school,
and i thought, someone who was still very much alive the last time you saw him, is now gone.
and i mean, really gone, we'll not get a chance to see again.
my grandmother only knew about his death today, my aunts had to be around here the whole day.
no, she didn't visit the place, she's around 90 and healthy, so they didn't want her to
get too agitated. as said "白发人不能送黑发人". but my uncle is already 71.
a lot of his friends came today.
and i happened to hear my aunt saying he went to jail for about 5-6 years?
i have no idea for what, but he has always been a very upright person in my eyes.
today will be the last day, and i hope he will have a good journey.
i won't be there when they go out to the sea, apparently the boat only holds around 20 people.
so thats it, goodnight