Remembering My Grandfather

My grandfather passed away last Monday and was cremated on the Friday that followed.

We were not close when he was healthier, and hardly ever spoke. Towards the end he became increasingly sickly, seemingly withering out of this world and becoming oblivious to people. I didn’t speak to him then. Eventually, he passed on and everyone choked on tears, bidding their last farewells. I didn’t say anything either.

I forgot when it happened, but I will always remember a time when we were both much younger and out together one afternoon, and he bought me the latest Sonic video game just because I stopped to look. I guess we didn’t really need to say much to each other. I shall silently keep him in my memories.

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