quote: Originally posted by UnisMuiMui
she was my fave grandma. i was one of her favorites too. when i was little, i lived in singapore and both my parents worked so my grandma (my mom's adoptive mother) took care of me. i remember how she use to hold my hand and take me to the morning market places and buy me my fave breakfast! we've had many, many special memories.....
but when i moved to america, i kinda lost in touch wit her. 3 years ago i had a chance to go on a tour to Europe. i always wanted to go. i also had a chance to go singapore wit my mom and my sisters to visit my grandma who diagnosed wit ear cancer. it was a tough decision, but i chose to go to Europe since my mom said we'll go to singapore again the next summer.
when we all came back from our trips, my mom told me how my grandma kept asking for me.... asking where i am and how come i didnt visit her.. and my mom also said my grandma kept talking about the past when i was little. my grandma kept repeating my name too.....
summer ended.... school started. fall and winter past. on Valentine's Day February 14th, my grandma died of cancer. i never got to say goodbye........
omg... that's so sad... I'm sorrie... it's like, we never know that we're gonna lose them until we do... then we realize it...
anyways, the hardest thing for me was when my parents divorced and the events that occured after it... I was too young to know anything when my parents divorced, buh all the events that happened after the divorce, I remember... it's so hard for me... all the events that occured in my past is what makes me so emotional... that's why I can cry so damn easily... and it's one of the reasons why I love my dad so much... I remember very little, buh all those little things that I remember can still break me to pieces... my younger sisters don't remember as much as me, so they approach this situation a little differently... It's like, because of the divorce, I don't know who to talk to... see, I live with my dad and my mom is not around... and I don't really feel a connection to my stepmom, so it's hard to tell her things... like boys and growing up... so I depend on my sisters to talk to... sometimes, I wish I had my mom there to talk to, to share things with... I don't really know how it feels like to have a mom... and it's kinda sad for me... that's why I'm gonna learn from my parents mistake... I KNOW that I will be there for my children.. especially my daughters because I know what it's like to have to talk to my dad about growing up and going through puberty and all... it's so hard sometimes... I guess we all learn from our experiences and we try to avoid going through that situation again... well, in my case it's like that at least...
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