mood : missing with tears
Dearest grandma,
how are you? It has been some time you left us and staying above the sky now maybe..
It’s the season for durian & rambutan again. This season, I have no any call from you to ask me come and bring it home…….
Mom has brought back lot of rambutans yesterday. Do you know Grandma, the rambutans taste not as juicy & sweet as before?
Maybe the fruit trees have nobody to take care as you did anymore. Everytime when I eat rambutan, my mind is uncontrolled; keep flashing the moment when we spent together.
If you ask me, how about the kuih durian? I never eat one in this season. I will always remember how good the kuih durian taste that made by you. The time when you stood at charcoal stool to swirl the kuih durian, every moment you smiled to me with your sweat at your forehead, everytime I saw how was the color turned from yellow to golden brown, I feel the happiness and being loved.
I still remember there were few times I helped you to swirl & until my palms got blister, then only your mischievous granddaughter – me, only realized how deep your love to your grand children. I’m still very touched & this is too tough for me to express it with just a pen.
And now, I really do not want to eat any kuih durian anymore. This is too painful & I still shed tears when I see it. This is all because I’m missing you very much.
~ Grandma, about the old house
Grandma, the bougainvilleas are not bloom as beautiful as before. No one is expert like you to keep them grow lively. You told me once at my 9 years old: you must always shower your love to flowers, trees, and pour them your love and they will grow faster. Is that so? Time goes by on each day….the red palm trees are taller now; the coconut trees still waive gracefully with the wind blows; the kitty has grown up, she still likes to sleep on the semen floor instead of rusty swing.
Grandma, the moments when we both sat on the rottan chairs & chit chat are truly unforgettable. How I wish there is a letter box that able to link from here to heaven. I know it sounds childish to say so, but I really wish this really not just a fairy tale. Then, I can always drop a letter to you when I miss you.
Grandma, do you remember that lazy kitty?
Grandma, do you miss your home?
Grandma, do you miss all of us sometimes? Will you miss me? I MISS YOU VERY MUCH.....
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I totally understand what you're feeling in this blog. I miss my granpa at times too. :)
Thanks en en. I wish my grandchildren would miss me when one day I 'went away' too..
hey, i kaypo-kaypo like dat 'skipped' frm Non's friendster page to sean's and finally to yours before i kaypo-kaypo likedat 'hopped' into ur blog =P
n e way, i actually got emotional when i read your post for your grandma...just wanna tell u rite, be happy, ur granny is watching over your from the great above =)
she obviously doesnt wanna see her grandchild sad likedat rite, so be happy and instead of becoming saddened by ur thoughts of her, be VERY HAPPY tht u got 2 share ur times with her =) and tell her to your kids in the future so tht they know how sweet their greatgrandma is.haha...wops, too 'far' ah? hope not la..tink too much ahead of the present pulark...tcare yaah..since shannon's back i guess i'll c u soon too. Then u,me,non n sean( n hopefully zanne) can go eat BASKINS!! byeee....god,i'm so long winded..mhuahahahahaa~
hi girl, yep u are a bit kaypo :p lol well i'm happy that you're kaypo actually (sweating?) kaypo means somebody is care what. Yea, will ask the big bro sean to treat again :p Sure i will share this with my children, grandchildren to see how lucky I am to have such a lovely grandma. :)
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