My Grandpa, My Hero

It's been a while since the last time I visited my grandpa's cemetery. Been missing him so much lately that had finally brought me to visiting him again.

My grandpa was one of a kind person. The one whose heart was gentle and always had the passion to help those in needs without being asked.

Someone who had been a family man his whole life. Always caring for his family and the ones around him.

I remember he liked to brought me fried rice at night and we used to sit and eat together. Only the two of us.

He taught me many Chinese songs. The one I remember up until now is "Ai Pia Cia E Ya" song. He taught me when I was only 7 years old, tutoring me just before I went on stage singing this song on my 7th birthday celebration. And as I remember, I got many compliments and standing ovations back then. Claps claps!

Recalling back my elementary years, he liked to give me pocket money in the morning just before I went for school. Getting additional pocket money meant a lot for a greedy girl like me who liked to go snacking a lot back then. It felt like heaven to be able to buying lots of foods and drinks. Lol

And the epic event I will not ever forget was the time when he waited upon my arrival from Shanghai just before he breathed his last breath away in 2010. I was glad to be able to meet him for the last time. Sob sob.

My grandpa. Someone I will always look up to. My role model, my hero.

Love,
Your Grand Daughter