Saturday, August 16, 2008
It's for life
I'm 22. He's 84.
I'm his grand-daughter for 22 years.
I remember the times when I will run down the long corridor, just to see you sitting at the steps, play cards and waiting for our arrival.
I remember the times when I was young and stayed over at the house, happily messing up the sofa's cushions.
I remember the times when you tempted me with bottles of Yakult.
I remember the soft, chewy candies that must always be there during Chinese New Year, because I like them.
I remember the kuehs, nuts and other yummy stuff you always buy for me.
I remember the 'Heng Hua Bee Hoon' that you cook during Chinese New Year.
I remember you asking me to study hard and get a degree.
I remember the cacti you have which are always long, skinny and tall, just like you.
I remember your hands in mine.
I remember the last look you gave me when I said "Ah Gong, I'm here."
He's 84. I'm 22.
He's my grandpa for life.
Thanks for waiting for me to return. Thanks for giving me such a wonderful mum. Thanks for everything.
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posted by QueenPig @ 10:11 PM
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