fast forward to the time she was diagnosed with cancer.i felt my heart aching badly yet i can't do much to help.my mum who was the one crying a lots when she passed away.yeah,i mean that woman who lying in coffin was her mother..who gave birth to her. on that particular day on january 2013,i received a call from my mum that grandma had passed away and i had to be home immediately.i booked my air tickets,this was the most heart-breaking moments i ever had during "air-ticket booking session" as i used to feel happy to be home with families.the journey home was terribly emotional and hard,all my mind filled with memories that we had created together since i was kid..and all the images finished on the day i went studying abroad.i managed to reach home on time before she was buried.for the whole year,my mum felt moody.she missed her mum a lots.we seldom mentioned about grandma in front of her again as we don't wish to get her into sad mode again.
i always have a thinking in my mind.if i knew she will "gone", what i would do before that?
i will phone her more often.i regretted this so much..so much!
i will buy her favorite food.
i will bring her to her favorite vacation
i will kiss her cheeks..
i will hug her, for sure!
i will visit her more often
after all,i guess she don't need any luxurious things beside from our companions..
i don't have chance to rewind everything to the beginning again..but i want to to keep this post in my blog before all those memories fade slowly as i grow older..and i start appreciating people around me
it has been said that time heals all wounds. i don't agree. the wounds remain. time - the mind, protecting its sanity - covers them with some scar tissue and the pain lessens, but it is never gone