Tomorrow, day 24 of the fourth month, is the first year death anniversary of my late Grandma. Time really flies, Grandma has left me for a year. Talking or thinking abt her still brings tears to my eyes, I can still feel the heartache, feel the pain, the loss of losing someone so dear to me very vividly. Every now and then my mind will suddenly flash thots and images of Grandma, of our times together, me cutting her finger nails and toe nails for her, accompanying her down to the market on Sundays, watching "Huan Zhu Ge Ge" together... I really wish she had the chance to attend my wedding, to drink the tea that James and I will serve to her, to have a chance to see me get married... Gosh I really miss her very much. Wonder how she is coping in the other world... Whether she misses me as much as I miss her...
Does time really heal all wounds? The wound will heal eventually, and what will remain is a scar. Moving on with our lives does not mean that we have forgotten about her. What we can do is only to keep her in our memory, in our heart. We have no choice but to move on with our lives, but memories of Grandma will be forever etched in my mind.
Ah Ma, wo heng xiang nian ni...