A Tribute to my beloved grandma.

Its been 8 years already since my grandma was taken away from me. Ever since young, my grandma would take care of me until she fell and couldn't walk. Then, her health deteriorated. I could still remember when I would relunctantly give her my waffled sausage. lol. How I wish I could give her all now. I would buy a carton full of that and feed her. My grandma was my protection from my parents, from my maid. She used to be my pillar that soon collasped.

After that cursed fall, her condition got worse. She was admitted to the hospital time and time again. I could still remember going to the hospital to visit her and massage her weak and soft hand.
My grandma spent 7 years in my life. Just a mere 7 years. Although she did not make a great impact in my life, I will not be able to forget her.

The day she passed away was the day when my school had half-day. I woke up in the morning and my father told me she had passed away already. Wow? Luckily she did that peacefully. My mother even told me that it was because of me that she held on. She could not rest in peace until she got my mom's promise to take care of me.

January 1998, my Grandma was gone, forever....