my dearest grandma

i went to the cementery on sunday not because of the chung yeung festival. it was because on 16 october three years ago, my dearest grandma died.

i went to her graveyard early in the morning, putting some flowers in the stony pot. and i prayed. in my prayer, i thanked god that she had accepted jesus and converted to christianity though at an old age. that was so amazing. i simply have to admit that it was the power of god.

so, even if i still miss my grandma very much now, i have faith that i can see her again when this world comes to an end in the future. that is a comfort to me. this promise from god had indeed comforted me a lot during the time when my grandma died.

i love my grandma so much that when she died, i cried a lot. i even woke up in the middle of the night and cried. whenever i feel unhappy now (especially when i quarrel with my husband), i would think of my grandma and how she took care of me when i was a kid. she used to live with my siblings and i when we were babies and until we attended primary school. among all her grandchildren, i was the one who was always near her. i used to watch television at night with her while she was at the same time washing clothes (women washed clothes by hand at that time). she always bought me "egg waffles" (those little round waffles) and sugar cane juice when she took me home from school. i remember once that i lost my way because i mistakenly alighted from the kindergarten school bus at the wrong station. grandma was so worried. and i even wrote a poem on this when i studied in the university.......there are a lot to remember for my dearest grandma, who is now resting in peace in god.