Where is the GOOD in a goodbye?

The dreaded news came my way right after a much awaited night out happened. My grandpa passed away at night on the 1st of June around 10:30ish. What was I doing then? I was at work, cribbing about the cold war between the kitchen and the waiting staff. What did I do after work? I went out to party unknowing of the tragedy that had befallen my family 4000 miles away.

I was exceptionally happy that night. I was having a good time. It was a farewell get together as a dear friend was going to South Africa for three months. When I came back and stayed awake until the wee hours of the morning, I was unprepared for what followed next. It was a shocker. I had expected similar news as my grandpa had been ill for quite a while. Age was catching up with him. But what I did not expect was to have such a news thrown at me right after I had partied the night away. I felt really guilty and horrible inside. How could I have been so inconsiderate? I know many of you will say it wasn't my fault since I didn't know but tell me how would you have felt had you been in my place??

After 48 hours of contemplating my act, I realized that maybe that was the way my grandpa would have liked me to say goodbye. I admit I am disappointed with myself but I also understand there is nothing I could have done at that precise moment. In the end all I can say is you'll be missed dearly Ajo. I still remember you complaining about my dal being too thick. I had deliberately made it so as I thought you preferred it that way. From that night on I've made sure I got the thickness right. Every time. 

Dear Ajo,
May god grant you always..

A sunbeam to warm you
A moonbeam to charm you
A sheltering angel, so nothing can harm you
Love,
Dimchung.