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Good bye…
Monday, February 1, 2010, 10:11 PM

I came home all wear out from work today…somehow just tired…

Mom got a new TV so i went in the room and she suddenly pull me aside…

She say “七姑婆前幾日走左…”

my heart just sunk… for those who don’t know what 姑婆 mean they are sister of yr grandpa

She is my grandpa no. 7 sister the one who was close to my family last time…

and she have a bad bad bad mouth!!! she never fail to make fun of me, ticked me all the time, and make me laugh my heart out.

A very strange old lady that i love very dearly…

Every year since i was 13 i will take my granny to see her because she live alone… and it was somehow a very happy journey, granny will talk about the past…those good old memories…

She live close to other sister of hers my 五姑婆… she is healthy even till now i believe she in 98 or 99 this year, she always stun me by how capable she is.

last year was the last time i have seen her we went to her house she make me Chinese dessert her best dish.

I remember asking her “Next time i come visit you must teach me how to make okieeee?”

She laugh and say “ Can you handle or not young thing”

I told her “Bring it on”

Now i is all too late… she is far gone…

Shortly after i came back S'pore she was diagnose with cancer… and the day before she was discharge from hospital , her daughter meet with a sudden death…

How can any mother in that second not break down…

I was not here for her but granny went back shortly to see her…

I also recall she told me this… “ If i ever live long enough i am sure i will see u married a good man”

I almost choke in tears… my mean, cheeky 姑婆 suddenly say such things to me

I never thought i get so emotional now… trying to keep my tears from granny and mom…

姑婆 i love you very much

I will be missing you…

remembering you…

& keep your blessing with me…

rest in peace…

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