It's funny how time flies. How the wheel turns and turns, bringing about new things, taking away the old. Even pain disappeared along with time. At least most of them, while some remains deep within one's memory.
It's been three years, right? Three years without your gentle smile. Three years without those words you always said when I am down. Three years without your hands brushing my hair tenderly. I know, I was the one closest to you, they say. I was the one who spent more days by your side, compared to anyone else.
True, pain heals with time. I could smile and laugh like I used to, even while sharing your memories to others. Yet tonight, I still find myself in tears as I write this.
So I light a candle for you, dear Grandma. Three years has it been without you. Thank you for everything, down to the last smile you gave me, today, three years ago.
Friday, February 27, 2009
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i think Grandma is smiling now.. the big smile one.. seeing your biggest smile too
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