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Saturday, April 5, 2008

Time seemed to pass so quickly and 4 months just passed from the day school started, and the day my grandmother passed away..

My grandmother was very close to me, always chatting with me in hokkien..

I remembered the morning, when suddenly my mother shouted loudly and crying loudly for my grandmother.. Both me and my bro was shocked and never stopped crying until few days later after the funeral..

That morning, my mother shouted loudly, crying loudly , non-stop which woke me up frm my dreamyy sleep.. I was shocked when i knew about it , i thought perhaps she might be just .. sleeping? and might wake up when we reached Loyang?

However, when we reached Loyang, what i saw what just my grandmother, lying on the sofa, peacefully, with no regrets, that time, my grandmother told my mum, her only regret was that my uncle did not get married and would be alone when she was gone..

When our whole family , every single relatives reached her house in Loyang, my grandmother dropped a drip of tears from her eye when my aunt and mother took off her accessories from her cold body..

On the day we collect the ashes or bones frm my grandmother's body, all her ashes and bones were PINK in colour, and that usually means that the person , when he/she was alive, was very kind-hearted and the "pinker" it is the better it is.. And my grandmother's was almost TOTALLY pink! Maybe, she always didnt accepted food which we specially bought for her and instead, let us eat.. Days passed so quickly, and things seemed like it was a day ago, or an hour ago..

` She will always live, in my heart..

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` ♥ ♥ R.I.P ♥ ♥
` ♥ Beloved Grandmother
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` ♥ 1932 ~ 2007
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