During my recent trip back to my hometown, I realize how much grandpa had age. The way he moved around, and how he talked. I was sitting at the dining table during the afternoon and grandpa walked in the room, and had his Putu Mayam for his tea-time. I closed my laptop and stared at him. He looked so lonely. The wrinkles on his face and the head full of white hair. He raised his head and said: ''My grandchild is staring at me eating.'' and he giggled. I smiled.
The next morning when the sky outside was still dark, I was woke up by footsteps. Someone opened the door gently and I recognized the shadow-my grandpa. He was standing near the door, staring at her daughters and grandchildren sleeping inside. That left me wonder. What was he thinking? How we kids used to make noise, bugging him to buy us ice creams? How we always bug him to give us a ride on his motorcycle around? How fast time flies that all his children and grandchildren are all grown up and soon to get married?
From what I know, old peoples tend to stares blindly when there is lot's of things going on in their head.
And he's actually doing that a lot. Grandpa, what are you thinking right now? I forgotten to tell you how cute you are when you eat
3 comments:
this entry reminds me of my grandpa.. he's no longer with us now.. miss him very much.. =(
Casley: I'm sorry. Well, we must learn to appreciate the peoples that is still around us then.
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