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It's been one of the most defining weeks in our history yet, I should think. A whole country that has been deemed the least positive, least emotional, too caught up with trying to be the best, spending an entire week in mourning. Braving the massive queues in the sun and in the rain for hours, for the 5-10 seconds to pay respects to the late Mr Lee, emerging out of Parliament House and thinking to themselves, 'it was all worth it'. 

It's all been said before - that it is extremely heartwarming to see Singaporeans from all walks of life finally uniting as one (and this time not because we have a common enemy), for the younger generation to have a better sense of awareness of our duties towards our little country, and for us all to realise how glorious a bubble it is that has been built for us to live in. 

I don't think I could be more thankful - for the SAFs standing, guiding, parading for the past few days in their bid to honour Mr Lee, for the volunteers who'd take time out on weekdays and weekends to usher Singaporeans into queues and hand out drinks and snacks, for the individuals who bought snacks on their own accord and gave them out to those in the queues, for non-Singaporeans who feel so deeply for Mr Lee and Singapore. And with the abundance of articles that now occupy my news feed, with active posts of remembrance, discussions, sharing of the epic love story, I've never felt so proud to be Singaporean, to be part of a people so proud of our MM and journey to be where we are.

Who says Singaporeans are ungrateful? Emotionless? Unpatriotic? Divided?