At 10:27pm on Saturday, June 6, 2009, my grandmother died of heart
failure at the General Hospital in Penang, Malaysia. It came as a
total surprise. My mom had just spoken to her the night before, and
she'd been insisting that she could take care of herself just fine despite
the reports we'd been hearing that she needed help.
I was uncertain about flying back for the funeral, but in hindsight
I'm so glad I did. My mom and I arrived on Thursday, a day after the
cremation, and we interred my grandmother on Friday.
While cleaning out her room, we found a clock that had stopped at
10:30. A strange coincidence.