Granny played a huge role in my childhood days and even till now. Our family always gathered at her house in Bedok and I would play soccer with my cousins in the void deck. As we became older, we would stay overnight at her house and go to the market with her in the morning. We would usually have kway chap and carrot cake for breakfast. We love our granny.. And our granny loves us. She never reject us when we wanted to buy a toy or even going to Long John Silvers for supper.
When my family was suffering from financial crisis and had our power supply cut off, gran never failed to lend her helping hands to us. She returned us the power supply we needed and mend back a broken family whenever it seems to tear apart. She defended me when my mum wanted to cane me. I just felt so safe to be in her hands.
Then, stroke came. It was never the same again. Our wonderland was sold to support gran's medical fees. I was too young to understand the hospitalization cost. I was too young to learn that gran could have left us early if not for her fighting spirit against the illness. It hurts to see her in wheelchair and the changes brought to her. That damn illness took our hero away from us. There's lesser gathering, no homemade pizzas and specially made home cook food. She needed support.
I admitted that I did not spend as much time with her. I would only see her once in a while. Although I had treated her this way, I know she still loves all of us. She has a big heart and always loves to help us and that's why I believe God gave her an extension. Talking to her took us some patience and I always like to joke with her. I love her smile and laughter and hate seeing her being upset. Before I departed to states for another two years, she was really happy for me and wished me safe and smooth trip. She cried once when she was overjoyed over Ju and my marriage. I am really happy to hear that.
Her health worsened after we left to states. She stayed in the hospital for quite some time and her kidney failure did her no favors. She became very weak but still remember most of us. I felt sad not able to visit her. Few months later, she was discharged for a vast improvement to her health. I thought everything would stay good till I'm home.
I was wrong.
A message I thought was a nightmare became true. A message broke me down . A message that took my hero away from me. Forever. Crying out loud don't do you any good. It just makes you miss the person more. I finally took the decision to fly home to see my hero one last time.
Goodbye my hero. You never left us. You are always here looking upon us. Thanks for the love and care you have given us. I know you will be well taken care of in God's hands. Gran, we love you!
P.S. It's really sad when some people are not sensitive enough. I'll share more next chapter. Could not believe I'm working for such leader. Disappointed.
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