I still miss my grandma dearly.
Every time my mum will ask me whether I dreamt or even think of grandma? - I said no because I don't want my mum to be sad always when thinking of grandma.
I am always thinking of grandma. Every day. Without fail.
I regretted not treating my grandma that well when she was alive.
When she asked me questions, - repeated questions to be exact, I would flare up. I would scold her for asking me repeated questions and then I would ignore her.
I should not have done that.
When my grandma was alive, I hardly bought her favorite food which was french fries. She loves fries alot.
I remembered her protecting me from my dad's harms when I was naughty.
I remembered her protecting me from my mum's scoldings.
The one thing that I did not do before she left me, I didn't have any photo of me taken with her.
I had to look back at the past photo albums to find photos of me with my grandma.
Every night, I will think of my grandma.
Every night at 3.
Why 3?
I don't know.
Maybe that's the witching hour like many said.
Whatever it is, I still misses my grandma.
And everytime I think of my grandma, I feel like crying.
Its a repeated cycle.
I love you grandma!
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