In the few nights, the selfish me prayed that
he would regain his appetite to eat and therefore retain his energy to live like
he used to again.
The thing was, my mother dreamt of my late grandmother the night before my grandfather died. Honestly, we felt that they are ready to reunite with each other up there now. I think my grandma really misses my grandfather. Sometimes you may not want to be superstitious or anything but there are times you have to believe in these stuffs. Plus my mom told me that my grandma looked fit and younger than the time she passed away. I believe that when an old person especially passes away, his soul that will remain in the other world will be the one before they got really old and sickly. Surely I will miss him, his loud voice
shouting at my dogs when they bark, him rhyming "Rain rain go away, come again another day"
when it rains, his clapping and whistling. But I guess it's time for him to go, it was his own decision that he made clearly.
I definitely know that my grandfather is resting in peace.








