I forgot, carelessly. Rare photo, and I dug it out from my cabinets. I dug out many more, incredibly, and I did tell one of my friend that I would be adding more photos online. I guess I am telling all my blog readers now.
My grandparents. I remember how bad I was to them. I always feel very gulity when I think about that. Not the most educated people, nor were they incredibly rich or wise, but 家有一老,如有一宝. I used to have 2, they have passed on, before I realised how grateful I should have been to them. A regret that I think I will bring to my grave.
My grandfather was a good chef. In fact, he used to cook for Caucasians during the colonial times. I knew less about my grandmother. However, I knew she had a gun wound that made her suffer a lot in her yester days. My first concept of anything war-like - painful.
Both my grandparents suffered and died from terminal illnesses, but at their final moments, when everyone grief about their passing, deep down inside we knew they left us with a peacefully. They both moved on in their slumber.
More photos to come, but this one will always be inside my heart, among the many others that I will post up in the near future. Hope you all like the additional graphical stimulants.
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