Attended a funeral today... what a terrible loss... vicky (or victoria), was a dear friend i met while i was working in Giorgio Armani. This petit, lovely lady was full of warmth and love. She was the only friend i had who communicated with me in Teochew. A native from Malaysia, with childhood and family in Singapore, Vicky came over to London in the 1960s, to study dress-making/fashion/couture. She stayed here ever since. I only knew her for 3 years, but she has touched me so much. Every time we chat, i felt a great sense of familarity, and closeness, despite only seeing her couple of times in a month, or sometimes even lesser... we always talk about food, especially the ones she greatly missed... each time i see yong tau hu, and fish soup noodles, i will think of her.... She reminded me so much of my late grandmother (who was also very dear to me). I do not think i bear to write on more... as i think i have cried enough... i prepared myself not to cry too much, but when the service started, and i saw the tributes left by her loved ones, and her husband, i couldn't stop those tears from falling... A fantastic woman, who is absolutely selfless and constant giving and giving and giving.... she will be deeply missed by all...
at the funeral, in worchester park, many of my old colleagues turned up to pay their respect too. In a way, i was pleased that we have each other to hang on to for support, physically, mentally and emotionally. I believe, it had brought me closer to some of them, and we learnt something today from our loss. Looking at Vicky, she taught us that we should learn from her, her selflessness and her ever-giving nature, and highly positive and encouraging personality. Vicky worked harder than any one 3 or 4 times younger than her. she dreamt of retiring with her husband in Singapore (where they were planning to buy a place these past months). All these hard work, but there was not enough time left for her to enjoy, she left too soon... far too soon.... Bless her soul..
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