Goodbye
ON HIATUS
My grandma has just passed away and right now I don't think I have the right frame of mind to do anything. I'm very very very sorry for those whom I still owe layouts to. She was admitted during the weekend so I was busy in the hospital and I got a call from my sister this morning during class that she is in critical condition. I reached there and saw her breath the last.
I love you grandma. You were the ONLY grandparent whom I was so close. You were the only grandparent who would cook ONE HUGE POT OF FISHBALLS because I told you I love them. I don't know how I am going to function now, knowing you have passed on. I've always dread this day, I always told myself you would definitely live to see me get married and have kids, I always told myself you wouldn't go - not so soon at least...
I can't grasp the concept that you are gone. To me, you're still here, right beside me, watching me always... Brenda misses you a lot grandma.
[Edit] I still can't forget how it was like to see her pulse rate drop from 115 to 80 plus to 30 plus until it went virtually flat. What can I do to bring you back? [/Edit]