i miss my grandma so much.. though she has passed away.. i still think she is at home and waiting for me.. waiting my call..when i felt every sense of death ..i knew exactly that she would leave soon..i remember nothing but the face n the step.. every lunch n dinner..

every moment when i saw an grandma walking or cooking.. it always remind me of she..all is so familiar.. it's all she.. right? the sense..the action..

i want to talk to someone ..... but i cant find anyone ......