Hello. Today, i want to blog about the life being a grandson of my late grandfather. He had passed away in the month of January. I do miss him very much. My grandfather originated from China and settled down in Brunei in the early 19**s. I am sorry becoz i do not remember the exact year. Pardon me and lets get back on with the story. He had 4 sons which i belonged to the youngest son of his. And because i was the only son in my family, he really did love me as much as he could and tried to provide extra love and care to compromise the love he gave to my cousins.
He lived with my cousins in a house where is also next to my house. I dont know if i am one of his favourite grandsons but i am sure he was the best grandfather in this world. Not that i am exaggerating but the truth of my heart is to be spoken out. I loved him as much as he loved me. He was once a young man with a great build and average height around 170 cm. Every Chinese New Year, he would called up all our cousins and me to celebrate. He never forget about giving us red packets as a sign of good luck. He had never scolded me even once in my whole life. Not forgetting the fact that i had failed to learn the language of Hainanese, an ancient language of China, it was really hard for me to interact with him. If i know how to speak, i would certainly want to have a conversation with him to keep him happy. As a grandson, i really failed to do so. I felt so useless and dont qualify to be his grandson. If time could reverse, i really hoped i can make myself a better grandson. Too bad, everything is too late now.
It was when my grandfather who was in the hospital which gave me the greatest impression of him in my entire life. I went to the hospital to and fro to make sure my grandfather's condition in stable. There was a few times that i had slept at the hospital and i was glad that i do so. There was this one night where me and my mum went to the hospital to take care of my grandfather. We brought pillows and any essensuals to the ward. My grandfather was awake all night long and wanted me to pull him up so that he can have a comfortable sitting position. He was smiling at me when he called for me. It was a smile which i will never forget and the last one i see. He was still ok for two days. That morning, i was heading to school until i received a call from my mum saying that my grandfather was in critical condition. I urged my father to turn back and head to the hospital. When i reached the hospital, i ran quickly upwards while praying for my grandfather to be safe to the ward which was at the second floor. When i reached the ward, i saw my mum, aunt and uncle who were in tears. My mum told me that my grandfather was dead. I was totally in shocked because i thought my grandfather was getting better. I then requested to look at my grandfather the very last time. After seeing my grandfather, i broke into tears. I couldnt hold on and cried the whole long way from the hospital back to my grandfather's house.
Grandpa, if you are somewhere looking at this post. All i want to say is i am sorry because i had failed you. I would always remember you and your the greatest grandpa in this world.
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