Visit my Grandmas grave

I couldn’t cry at the funeral. I was too mad to cry. I loved you more than anyone. You were so sweet and kind to everyone. You are are my inspiration to keep going when things get tough. You were a brave and strong woman… even if you were tiny. I loved you and I still do. It has been five years and I still have not been to your grave. It is not even far. I think I am ready now to go and see you.

I only knew her briefly, but she touched my life in the biggest way. Sometimes I wonder if she hadn’t died, would I have realized how crucial she was in holding my family together? Would I have stopped to notice how humble and gracious she was as a human? I will always remember saying goodbye to her as she was being held alive on a respirator. September 22, 2006 is a day I will never forget. It the day her mother was born, and the day she died.

My grandma died one month after my graduation…

This June will make 4 years…

I still have never been to her grave. I was very close to her and her loss…I’m still getting over it. It is so frustrating to see people avoid their grandparents house and just take them for granted. It makes me so sad because I know one day they’re going to regret it…they’re going to miss the stories, weird little habits, cooking, and the memories…I’m so glad I spent a lot of time with my grandma when she was alive.

I talk to her often and I’m sure she can hear me in heaven. I would like to make it out to her grave though…I just haven’t been able to get myself to go. So…I guess it is time for a visit…

I was brought up with my grand parents. I lost my grapndpas at 5 and lost my grapndma at 16. I have never had a chance to visit their graves, because my parents don’t want me to spend time on anything other than “study”.

Now I finally graduated and start making money. I’m buying my parents a house; so, fuck off and make no excuse to disallow me from seeing my grand parents any more!

I’ll travel back to China at the end of this year, and reunion with them…

I’ve never met my Grandmother..nor have I been to her grave. We share the same name and I’m told we looked and acted alike. I don’t want that piece of my life to be missing anymore. I love you Grandma.