In loving memory of my grandma, who influenced me so much more than she ever knew.
I miss my grandma. She passed away earlier this year, and all I could think about was how I wish that I had spent more time with her, spoken with her, listened to her.
She was an amazingly strong, loving woman – not in the typical sense, and not to say that she didn’t have her flaws. All humans do. But she lived a long life, full of changes, and memories. She left the country that she was born in to come to a whole new place where she didn’t know the culture or speak the language, yet she still managed to thrive and raise her grandkids.
I miss the way she showed her love by telling us to eat more, to wear more clothes to stay warm, to be kinder to our parents. I miss the way she told us to make sure we kept our roots, to not forget Chinese because we are Chinese people.
I wish so much that I could tell her all these things at least once.
I wish so much that she could meet my future husband and kids.
I wish so much that she was still here.
Be kind to your elders, folks. Tell them how much you love them, and better yet show them.
Spend time with them, talk to them, listen to them.
They have so much wisdom, life lessons and love to give.