Sunday, May 20, 2007
Grandma
I loved my grandma a lot. Never knew that till the day she died. That was twenty years ago. Can never forget her looks, her smile. Whenever I feel depressed, I will miss her even more. My husband said when one died, that's it. No heaven nor hell. I, on the other hand, choose to believe there is heaven and there is hell. It gives me hope and keeps me going. That the loved ones that are long gone are somewhere out there, and one day, we will meet again.
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The monk who chanted at my dad's wake said to me "The ending of 1 journey, is the beginning of another. He has ended his life on earth, but another life has began at the western paradise."
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