Who would have known that the greatest love story in Singapore would be that of our most famous politician and (arguably) most respected leader? I caught snippets of the wake on yesterday's news, and seeing MM kiss his wife goodbye evoked much pain and a rush of indescribable feelings in me. There was something so heartbreaking and profoundly touching about that scene.
I of course never knew Mrs. Lee personally, and as discerning adults, i believe most of us would understand that it is usually only after one's departure that people will take time to celebrate and honour her in such a manner. What touched me most though, were the eulogies crafted and delivered by her loved ones.
"Without her, I would be a different man, with a different life. She devoted herself to me and our children. She was always there when I needed her. She has lived a life full of warmth and meaning. I should find solace in her 89 years of life well lived. But at this moment of the final parting, my heart is heavy with sorrow and grief."
It takes a woman like Mrs. Lee to deserve such a farewell, but it also took a man like Mr. Lee to acknowledge the significance that she had played in his life. Because of them, i have newfound respect for life and a word called love.
