Tuesday, November 1, 2011

38. longing.

today, i dreamed about grandma.

she was in her casket, then somebody opened it, i walked towards her and when i looked at her she was alive, the cold alabaster skin that i remember on her wake was no more, it returned into that familiar warm fairness that i remember. her cheeks were red, and her light brown eyes were sparkling. i held her hand, kissed it, touched her face and cried. i sobbed so hard that i could feel my heart hurt, then i called mom i said, "mama! grandma is alive! mama! come here and see grandma! grandma is alive mama, she's not dead!"

i was staring at her face while i kept her hand on my cheeks, not meaning to let go, she was pouting. her face was as before she was stricken with illness. she was beautiful, she's so beautiful and i miss her so much, i miss my grandma so much.

oh grandma! why do you have to die and leave us? i miss you so much, i wish you are here with us. i love you so much, oh how i miss you so.

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