Today I came back from church. I checked on the plant that we planted together, just a month ago. The one you fertilized with your favourite pack of fertilizer. I was in awe. You really have green fingers. I tooked out my new camera and started taking one by one of your pictures of the garden.
While taking those pictures. I think more about you. Time has passed by so quickly. I remember those times that you needed me to help you put "meditated oil" on your body. Maybe that is why i love the smell of the oil so much. maybe it came from my grandma and aunty agnes.
I remembered those times at home with your friends that you did some tai chi and some dances. This few days we're all grieving. We saw your friends sending in your favourite roses. and your favourite colour. Showing respect. Even Yang Berhormat, drop by to pay his last respect on your furneral. I'm thankful that you've blessed so many people in different ways.
After Alice kuku's sharing. I flashback the things that you've done for the homeless. You gave them rice. I remember you're still driving on your perodua blue kancil, you fetch me to tuition and also bring me to give rice to the poor. I remembered that so much. You told me they are very pitiful.
You pitied even the maid at aunt agnes home. You really showed your love to your workers. You pampered them like your own. Sometimes we even envied ...how come you treated others better than us. But you were teaching us to be bold and help others indirectly. Trying very often to correct us. Thanking God so much for a granmum like you. No more friend chicken from popo =(
Living Only for Him and Only He knows my life
