As soon as we reached KL yesterday (from Bandung), we received a phone call from my MIL that hubby’s Grandpa health is getting worse and not sure if he can go through this Chinese New Year. Hubby was advised to go back his hometown incase the worst scenario happen.

Shock, yes. But I was more towards mad, why does this happen now? Just when we are about to go back my hometown tomorrow. When we are in happy Chinese New Year mood. Suddenly this news came and I might need to shorten my trip or even cancel it. Why why why? Be in my shoes and you’ll get the frustration. Like your dream being stolen away. Hyperbolic, yea, maybe because I felt so ill and I just can’t handle bad news, let me have an excuse please.

At night time, I decided to pray and leave this matter at the altar. Before that, I was hoping that his Grandpa can survive for another week until we go back there (according to our schedule). Yeah I know, it’s very selfish to do so while he is already in pain. I realize that and this time I really leave it at the altar. Whatever that may happen, it’s God’s plan and I’ll accept it. I felt lighter and sleep soundly.

This morning we were busy finalizing the packing of our luggage. We only brought 1 large luggage that I was so worry if it will exceed 15kg but too lazy to separate some into hand-luggage, cause we had 2 laptops and 1 DSLR in hand. The taxi that we ordered was about to come in less than 30 minutes time. Phone rang, MIL informed that Grandpa was in emergency room, hubby was advised to skip Medan flight and fly back home directly.

We paused for a moment. So this is finally happened. Gosh. I wasn’t sure what to react at first. Mix feeling but I gathered myself quickly. After several phone call to our parents, it’s decided that we split the flight and luggage. Taxi came on time and off we went to the airport as planned.

Last minute ticket back to his hometown was RM600, one way trip only, it’s about 3 – 4 times normal price, can spend in pool lifts already. God bless we can still afford it and that there was still empty seat available. As we sat down at a fast-food restaurant, we received the news that Grandpa passed away already. That is one serious tough morning for us, all happens so fast.

So.. ya, our plan was to celebrate CNY in my hometown followed by his. But we gotta changed plan last minute. Lucky we received the first phone call while we were still at home. God’s plan.

Rest in peace, Grandpa. Going back to my in-law house will be different without him sitting near the window there.