A day to remember...

16 Oct 2005 is a day for me to remember...its a day before Im scheduled to go back to Singapore after one and a half month of hard work and boredom, a day before I can see my family and frenz again, a day before life resumes to normal day to day luxuries and freedom...its also a day my grandpa took his last breath, ended his final chapter of his life, a life shared by himself and my grandma whom, is currently still recovering from a stroke. A day i failed to witness. As what my mum told me, never had my grandpa ever raised his voice or quarrelled with my grandma in their 50+ years of marriage. The way he whispered her name in that kind of tone would make many ppl blush, juz like many young couples, the difference being, grandchildren like myself were there to witness it. That was b4 any of them was ill. Cancer is a very painful disease. It doesnt have to kill u to take away ur life. The ability to live a life is long gone b4 u lose it. The disease didnt care if he’s been a faithful husband and wonderful dad to 8 children when the odds were against him, or when he eventually succeeded and was able to provide his children comfortable lives after years of hard work, day and nite. The last time i was alone with him in his front yard, he said to me, “So this is how being ill feels like, I duno if i will recover...Will I? If i dun, cld u visit ur grandma more often?”...I promise i will, but u’ve taken a part of her with u...Till we meet again, Love, grandson Yiwen.