Life is mystery

Humans really have no clue what the future holds for us. A couple of hours ago, sitting in my bed, eyes fixed on the screen, I was updating the thesis progress, which finally ended. Then, a moment later, I was witnessing the last moment of someone else's life. Actually, when I wrote the last blog, there had been some hustle outside. Some people were coming back and forth. First, I reckoned they were the doctor who wanted to check Opa's condition. A minute later, I overheard more than three people talking. Thus, I was wondering, why has it so many people in the living room? I noticed one familiar voice, a middle-old guy who often gives aid to Tante. Thus, it piqued my interest more. Quenching my curiosity, I decided to walk out of my bedroom. To my surprise, it was more than four people in the living room.

Since I moved here, which is one and half year ago, Opa had already occupied the living room. He was laying on the hospital-like bed, which was put in the middle of the room. I thought he was moved there because the living room was more spacious, which can fit the hospital bed. Opa, in general, was disabled.

He was really feebled. He could not sit, let alone go out of his bed. Fast forward today, I've already known, these past two days, Opa condition has dropped significantly. It was only yesterday that some doctor came to put an oxygen tube to Opa. But, I did not know that we would part with Opa this fast. It happened so quickly.

Coming out of my bedroom, I decided to look out for what happened in the living room. To my surprise, there were three of Opa's children along with tante and that middle-aged guy. Tante asked me to come over to sit with them. I was surprised when looking at the current state of Opa. He had become so weakened. The last time I saw him was in the afternoon. Around one in the afternoon, I decided to have my first meal of the day. I went to the kitchen to microwave the chocolate milk. I would always pass Opa on the way to the kitchen. Then, I noticed that his oxygen tube was slightly off. I washed my hands first before putting the tube back onto his nose. When I tried to put the tube onto his nose, it so easily came off. Actually, at the time, I already noticed that Opa's condition was worsened. He breathed so heavily. I remember I remained in the living for probably a good five minutes to make sure the tube was already in place. As I was waiting for the milk to ready, I monitored Opa from a distant. When the microwave alarm came off, I decided to leave Opa and went back to the room. Fast forward two hours later, some doctor came to check Opa. Then, it was at five when I heard hustle. I came out of my bedroom at around six pm.  I was so surprised looking at the last state of Opa. He was so pale. His breathing was even heavier than the last time I saw him.

I do not want to get too specific. An hour later, in his sleeping, looking so sound and safe, Opa was finally sleeping for good. He did not show a sign that he had left. He just asleep in his sleep and never awake. He looked so peaceful. 

Rest in Peace, Opa. You have lived the best life. (Leiden, March 4, 2021; 19:30)

Leiden,