Tribute to My Grandparents

This past Sunday, my parents, siblings, and I went to pay respect to my grandparents on the annual event of Ching Ming. I am, again, reminded of the path which they had paved for us so that we are what and where we are today.

I am especially emotional when I think of my paternal grandpa. He had always been the advocate and catalyst to my parents in sending me abroad for studies. He was also the one whom I did not get a chance to say goodbye to during his passing because I was in the midst of my first semester of studies in the US. This was 10 years ago.

When I think of my paternal grandma, I always can hear a very loud voice shouting at misbehaving kids. Towards the end of her life, she had toned down a lot.

As for my maternal grandpa, it is funny that this is what I remember most about him. He used to like to drink a lot. Whenever he is drunk, he will speak English, and when he is sober he hardly speak English 8-)))), good thing is he is never violent when drunk. He was someone who was very independent even until old age, always not wanting to trouble anyone for anything.

2 Sundays ago as we were on our way to BLC, there were quite a bad jam. Bad jam on a Sunday, we thought? Then, we realized that it was Ching Ming. My wife told me something which I found to be profound. Not exact words but it went something like this, "I don't understand why these people must wait for a once in a year opportunity to come pay their respects and caused all these traffic. Aiya, I think the best is treat them good when they are alive and not when they are dead.". Yes indeed, something for us to digest.