Just come back from grandma's funeral. It was sadder than I thought. Tears were all over my face as they closed the coffin.
They told me that grandma was fighting to the last minute. She is such a wonderful woman. She gave birth to my father when she was only 16. The more I learn about her, the more I miss her. And the more I learn, the more I understand why she insists on my having my own child.
During the funeral, I think it's so unfair being the youngest in the family. It's so sad to say goodbye. And I don't want to be the last one.
On the last day in Philippines, I went to my niece's dancing performance in school. When I saw her coming out onto the stage, tears again ran out from my eyes. Sue said I am silly. I think it's really amazing to see how life continues in generations. Because of grandma, we get to live in this world. Althought sometimes I am not too happy with my lives, when I think about the good times, I have nothing to complain about. And then people goes back to school, to work, to be happy, to be sad. And life goes on.
I remembered that when my grandma passed away, I hold her hand and I realized I love her. I never did when she was alive and I feel terribly sorry. It's amazing in seeing kids grows and parents gets older and older, ended up one replacing the other. I guess that's we called life.
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