Oh grandmother, how I miss you. Where are you now? Are you up there looking over us and protecting us just like the way you always did? Are you happy? Or are you right beside me now, accompanying me like you always did?

My grandmother passed away a few years ago but it seems like yesterday when I see myself visiting her at her house. Her bed is still intact. It remains where it has always being for the past few years. I still have the habit of telling my cousins off for sitting on grandmother's chair as she does not like her seat to be warm. I will constantly remind the maid to cook the porridge and vegetable for a longer period of time as grandmother cannot chew food which is too hard. When I shop around, I will buy grandmother's favorite tidbits only to be greeted by the empty chair in her house instead of her smile.

It feels weird without grandmother around on mother's day. It feels weird without grandmother on her birthday. It feels weird to visit grandmother at the temple instead of her house during festive days. It feels weird to talk to grandmother's 2D photo without getting any response.

Over the years, grandmother has already become a part of me. And now, this part of me is taken away. All I have left is the happy memories which no one can snatch them from me. I am glad my grandmother left me those precious memories. Grandmother, I miss you.

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