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i went for some window shopping before meeting my sisters (i feel almost guilty saying that)
& then, i met my grandmother after sooo long!
dad, together with us, brought her to my sister's art exhibition as promised (:
then we had dinner at some chinese restaurant at marina square at 8 plus when we were all famished!
i really, miss my grandmother.
its been really very long since i met her, and it just make me want to hug her for the longest time.
it was heart warming just holding her hand, walking around the not very crowded mall on a monday evening.
upon reaching her house's lobby, my sister and i sent her upstairs.
at the door, while she was unlocking it, she began to talk about some matters, and my grandfather was mentioned.
i could feel a deep sense of sadness in the entire empty corridor, but no one mentioned much anymore.
tears welled up in my eyes, but i didnt cry.
i didnt want to make my grandmother feel anymore upset, because i saw tears in her eyes too.
i know that returning to that big, empty house would be even more miserable if i aggrevated things by showing my emotions
it wouldnt help, at all.
& then i gave my grandmother the tightest hug ive ever given her in a long time.
everytime i see my her, i would think of my grandfather; everytime.
it still happens ... a huge part of me still thinks my grandfather is around,
& then i'll pause and get hit by the reality of things again - that he is gone.
i miss my grandfather so much, i teared on the way home; when the car is totally dark under the moonlight & dim streetlight.
no one saw.
& then, i met my grandmother after sooo long!
dad, together with us, brought her to my sister's art exhibition as promised (:
then we had dinner at some chinese restaurant at marina square at 8 plus when we were all famished!
i really, miss my grandmother.
its been really very long since i met her, and it just make me want to hug her for the longest time.
it was heart warming just holding her hand, walking around the not very crowded mall on a monday evening.
upon reaching her house's lobby, my sister and i sent her upstairs.
at the door, while she was unlocking it, she began to talk about some matters, and my grandfather was mentioned.
i could feel a deep sense of sadness in the entire empty corridor, but no one mentioned much anymore.
tears welled up in my eyes, but i didnt cry.
i didnt want to make my grandmother feel anymore upset, because i saw tears in her eyes too.
i know that returning to that big, empty house would be even more miserable if i aggrevated things by showing my emotions
it wouldnt help, at all.
& then i gave my grandmother the tightest hug ive ever given her in a long time.
everytime i see my her, i would think of my grandfather; everytime.
it still happens ... a huge part of me still thinks my grandfather is around,
& then i'll pause and get hit by the reality of things again - that he is gone.
i miss my grandfather so much, i teared on the way home; when the car is totally dark under the moonlight & dim streetlight.
no one saw.