It was a sad evening at my dad’s house on Sunday, my grandad have passed away peacefully. It still very hard to grasp the feeling of having to know that now he is gone to the hands of God. Still remember his smiles, whenever I comeby he’s always there sitting on the bench at the patio, always smile and the expression on his face was always easy breezy calming our heart down from all the 1 hundred things in our head. When it’s dinner time, he’s always there sitting and joking around with all of us. And thus, he’s an independent grandpa. At home, despite he’s at the age of 96, he’s always being helpful and sometimes whenever he got bored at home and got nothing to do, he’ll bring his selabit (the kind of rattan basket) to go catch some catfish nearby our house. When he come home, he’ll bbq it in simple way for dinner. That’s just some of the daily things he do but the overall the whole picture that I can conclude he’s a beautiful person and I thank God for having he’s around and get to met him in this life. I know he is safe and smile upon us here on the face of earth. Love you grandpa, always!
