Memory

Today my relatives held a reunion dinner to remember my grandfather. He passed away few years back. I can't remember the year. Before i had my dinner, i said a prayer that my family will be protected by GOD & that one day, i will be able to reunite with my grandfather. He was a kind man. He work until his last breath. Workaholic, thats suit him the best.

I still remember the time i was with him. There are bad & good time. But i really treasure the time i have with him. He teach me a lot of thing. In church there is a elder i know, He just reminded me of my grandfather. The face, the expression...

A part of me are just like him. Can't take it away. I am glad that i have his gene as well...

I am not sad. Just that i am a person who treasure old memory & sentimental stuff. Old stuff are hard 2 come by...

I still kept the sharpener that he buy for me while i was in kindergarten. Nice old blue BIG mechanical sharpener. Although i don't use it anymore, it will remain as my most precious stuff that he has given me. Gone is his presence, But the memory remain.

Thanks for being a part of my life.