It has been more than a month since grandma left us. Sometimes, especially late at night, my memory recalls. It was usually when she went down from bed and told me to sleep earlier for my good health. Which I seldom listened. She passed away all of a sudden in the morning. We all knew it's going to happen, but we're not quite prepared. What a coincidence that i got up early for a meeting in Shenzhen. But I missed the chance to see her. I was out the night before and when I was back she's asleep. I just heard from my mum and sis that she was doing some sewing and they were joking happily. How much I wished I was there. Her face and voice keeps floating in my head, but i know, these will fade after years. The photos will be the only thing to refresh my memories of her. I'm never a good grandson. I was impolite and rude towards her, but I did care her. But it's too late. The last thing grandma brought us, was the chance for our family to unite again. The reunion was joyful in the time of sorrow. Thanks grandma. Wish you all the peace in Heaven with God. Time's flying, and you will regret when love is late. | 
