for the past 3 days, i've been visiting grandma in hospital.
mum said grandma is getting weaker.
grandma can be recognise us, still able to rem who came to visit her and all.
just tat she keeps talking non stop.
she say alot of weird stuffs which i couldn't understand.
i'm really worried.
everytime i wipe her face for her,
everytime i see the fragile look on her,
everytime i hold her wrinkled hand,
my heart aches.
from a big sized woman with black hair till now an old fragile lady left with skin and bone with white hair,
the huge differences between last time till now is so tremendous.
i remember when we were still in my old home,
grandma will hold my sister and i by the hands and together we'll go to the wet market.
she would buy all the groceries while my sister and i will be eating the yam kuey or " qian chen gao" she had buy.
she would also give me the duck drumstick i love, knowing tat i like to hold the drumstick and bite.
she would tell me stories of her time, when the japanese attacked singapore,
and i'll sit beside her, listening to her, asking her lots of questions.
back in my current home,
she would nag at me whenever she saw me touching and combing my hair, say tat i touch too much already.
we would sit in the living room gossiping behind my mum's back,
and i'll start complaining to her while she sits there listening to me.
she would asked if i have enough money to use and giving me when i dun have any.
she would keep my secrets away from my mum knowing i'll get a scolding by her if she knows.
she would ask me to pour her a cup of hot water and get her some eye rolls and to switch on the tv for her.
i would love to do all these with grandma again.
she had been a very strong and stubborn woman.
miracles happened once on her.
will miracles happened for a second time for my dear grandma?
i'll be your guardian angel, watching over you.
i'll never abandon you, ah ma.
i believe in you....