It's been a year since my paternal grandmother passed...
I still remember that day.
The day started out as always...
I was in the usual hurry to go to school.
Said goodbye to her, was about to leave her room, turned back at gave her a kiss on the cheek.
I'm glad I did.
During recess when 2 of my best buddies in school said "Hey, isn't that your mother?", I knew something was wrong.
In fact, I saw it coming, all along.
My grandmother hasn't been feeling well the past week.
Her health was rapidly deteriorating.
It was only a matter of time.

Things were not always good between the two of us.
Nevertheless, she was the one who had taken care of me when my parents are working.
There were bitter moments and sweet memories as well.
She had been with me all my life.
I miss you,
we all do.

Today, going home from school, I chanced upon my neighbour in the lift.
A chinese lady.
She said, "It has been a year since your grandmother passed, hasn't it?"
I just smiled and nodded.
It's nice to know that even an 'outsider' remembers it.
But then again, "neighbours are your closest relatives". (:

My paternal grandfather still lives with me.
I should always treasure the time spent with him.
Because some people are not as fortunate as I am.
(=

Love Always,
Lily.