My grandfather never left me anything or at least I wasn't told just yet what he left for me but I still have very clear memories of him and how much he doted on me as I was his first grandchild. That is of course the privilege of being the first in most families.
I remember him as a kid in his own way and not because he became senile. He never was senile. He was only weak and sick from illness but he was mentally sharp. I say there is a kid in him because he was into magic tricks, gadgets and he has a big stomach. Huge stomach thus a kid in him like he was pregnant.
I miss him and when I think of him I still tear from those memories. Even now when I have to pay my respects on occassions, tears clog up automatically. He was a nice man and often bullied by people around him and I think I am one of those bullies I am sure.
It is a pity he wasn't physicaly at my wedding but I am sure he is very happy for me to have a nice wife. It is a pity he isn't joining us in our naughty conversations or playing mahjong with us.
It is indeed a pity but I will surely tell my children about his stories so that they know that they too missed the opportunity to play with their great grandfather.
This song is one of my grandfather's favourite song and I have this in my MP3 player so that I am reminded of him once in awhile.
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