Anyway.. I got up and the first thing I did was to check if anybody called me while I was asleep. There I saw a text message.. sent by my brother. Ah gong had just passed away.
Time stopped. I was lost. I bought air ticket a day ago thought that I could go home to visit him in the hospital, talk to him, see him, hold his hand. But it was too late.
I flew home on the 27th. It's been a month ++. I have to say that I am still trying to pull myself up. Grandpa was always very proud of me. He was always happy with my school results since I was in elementary school. There were times that I did bad, he told me, "it's okay, you still have a few As." He always made me feel good about myself.
I don't expect anyone to know how I feel. I don't blame the certain heartly person who told me "Oh sorry to hear about your grandpa. I thought you should have gotten over it by now." But I believe in Karma.
Life has its very own tricky way to make you a stronger person.
Something's been really wrong with me mentally. Oh and Happy Chinese New Year to some of you out there. I totally forgot about this.
Okay, not gonna bore you with my drama. Here are some pictures..
Ah gong, I miss you.. You will always be in my heart..
