#44.

It's been a life-changing few days.

My grandmother passed away last Friday night. In a sense, I wasn't really shocked when I received the news. I sort of already had a feeling that she was going to leave this world soon, after my grandfather's death last year. My grandmother has been in a very weak sickly state for 10 years, has suffered continuous strokes, had diabetes and even amputated one of her legs to keep an infection from spreading. 

My grandfather was the only lifeline she had. My grandfather loved her. He'd spend hours talking to her and trying to make her smile. My grandmother can't talk and she's basically been in a paralyzed state for years. But you can always see a hint of mirth in her eyes when he talks to her. I swear, their love story is probably the sweetest thing ever. Screw Romeo & Juliet, Wuthering Heights, Pride & Prejudice, Emma, Sense & Sensibility or any other famous classic romance novels. Their love story was real. 

I've been spending the last few nights attending her wake. Her burial is on Wednesday. I guess her passing can not really be considered a tragedy. At least now, she's at peace and she's finally reunited with my grandfather. I know she's been really lonely without him these past few months that he's been gone. My friends even told me that if a husband and wife each die within a year, it means their love is eternal. I guess it's true. 

RIP Grandma. I love you.

x,