Every time I called home talking to my mum, it sounded like my grandfather was doing good. I didn't see him but from what my mum described, he is in much better shape compared to the time when i left after CNY. Thus, the thought of him leaving us has faded. Yesterday, just before I wanted to call home for Mother's Day wish, my sister informed me that my uncles decided to bring my grandfather back home from the hospital that he has been staying (or suffering) for more than 3 months. It's shocking although I should have known this is coming. When I woke up this morning, an MSN left by my cousin studying in Australia says he passed away.
The effort he has put in fighting back is fruitless. Maybe he is too tired. Maybe deep in his heart he doesn't want to trouble his children for taking care of him every single day. Maybe he thinks it's not worth the skyrocketting hospital bill and the doctors are useless (he once kiddingly said he will gun-shot the doctor for inflicting pain on him). Maybe he just decided that it's time to let go. For whatever reason I believe it's a good reason behind.
I don't stay with my grandparents, and I don't see him very often. Despite the fact that we don't stay together and might not as tightly bonded as immediate family member, I totally feel the lost. I don't see him often so naturally we haven't been talking that much. But 25 years of me growing up with him in my life does leave enough memory for me. And they are all good ones.
My grandfather has been very good to me, in fact to all the 20 grandchildren he has. As far as my memory goes, I have never seen him scolding any of us. He just love kids. I am among the oldest grandchildren and I regretted not sharing too much talk with him. I don't think any of us does anyway. It might just be his personality, or you can blame on generation gap. I remember him praising me for excelling academically. The last advice from him was along these lines "赚美金很好，在美国工作几年很好，不过要回来, 不要在那边太久". For this I can pretty much assure you.
Despite being lovely to his grandchildren, I would think my grandfather is a very traditional, old school type of father who will never show his passion to his own children. From what I know, he can be very stubborn and not so easy to deal with at times. He is definitely not highly educated but he is a very successful businessman. And I believe he has shaped my uncles into what they are now and I reckon that's the way he shows his love to his kids. He is generous to everyone but himself. My mum once told me that, he wouldn't want to get his medicine from the doctor because it's cheaper to get at the pharmacy. He surely doesn't need to save that buck but he is just being frugal. And maybe this is the attitude that bring him success, and so his next generation can lead a better life.
And now he left. I don't have too many picture with him. Maybe old school people just don't like to take photo. And when I think of him I remember the big tummy of his. I remember the way he walked. I remember the golden frame glasses he was wearing. I remember him having his diabetic insulin injection. I remember him sitting at the front yard tying his shoe lace. Nothing much significant but I will remember. RIP.
The effort he has put in fighting back is fruitless. Maybe he is too tired. Maybe deep in his heart he doesn't want to trouble his children for taking care of him every single day. Maybe he thinks it's not worth the skyrocketting hospital bill and the doctors are useless (he once kiddingly said he will gun-shot the doctor for inflicting pain on him). Maybe he just decided that it's time to let go. For whatever reason I believe it's a good reason behind.
I don't stay with my grandparents, and I don't see him very often. Despite the fact that we don't stay together and might not as tightly bonded as immediate family member, I totally feel the lost. I don't see him often so naturally we haven't been talking that much. But 25 years of me growing up with him in my life does leave enough memory for me. And they are all good ones.
My grandfather has been very good to me, in fact to all the 20 grandchildren he has. As far as my memory goes, I have never seen him scolding any of us. He just love kids. I am among the oldest grandchildren and I regretted not sharing too much talk with him. I don't think any of us does anyway. It might just be his personality, or you can blame on generation gap. I remember him praising me for excelling academically. The last advice from him was along these lines "赚美金很好，在美国工作几年很好，不过要回来, 不要在那边太久". For this I can pretty much assure you.
Despite being lovely to his grandchildren, I would think my grandfather is a very traditional, old school type of father who will never show his passion to his own children. From what I know, he can be very stubborn and not so easy to deal with at times. He is definitely not highly educated but he is a very successful businessman. And I believe he has shaped my uncles into what they are now and I reckon that's the way he shows his love to his kids. He is generous to everyone but himself. My mum once told me that, he wouldn't want to get his medicine from the doctor because it's cheaper to get at the pharmacy. He surely doesn't need to save that buck but he is just being frugal. And maybe this is the attitude that bring him success, and so his next generation can lead a better life.
And now he left. I don't have too many picture with him. Maybe old school people just don't like to take photo. And when I think of him I remember the big tummy of his. I remember the way he walked. I remember the golden frame glasses he was wearing. I remember him having his diabetic insulin injection. I remember him sitting at the front yard tying his shoe lace. Nothing much significant but I will remember. RIP.
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