My Granny

I love my grandparents very much. To me they are more parents than my own parents coz the latter are workaholics so I don't see them much. My granny is now bed-ridden. She had a fall which broke her left leg and another which damaged her left eyes. She was not the same after the 2nd fall. She became quiet and slept most of the time. Soon she became weaker and eventually, bed-ridden. I regret not anticipating this.
Before my family engaged a domestic helper, I was her main care-giver. I bath, fed and cleaned her. And I feel good doing it. Seeing her the way she is now, I am overwhelmed with regret. I regret not taking her out for picnics, not taking her on my overseas travel...not spending more time with her. I regret those times when I was angry at her and raised my voice. It is all too late now. Now all I can do is make her as comfortable as possible. Now she doesn't recognise me and is not communicative. I miss her...a lot and I always cry when I think of her. But I learnt my lesson and I now try to do those things that I regret not doing with my granny with my granddad.

I think I have always had a soft spot for elderly folks. Especially those who are unfortunate. I remember one time when I was around 5 years of age, my granny took me to the market. I was holding her hand. Along the way, I saw this old chinese woman who walked with a bend and carried plastic bags, whick looked too heavy for her, in each hand. I felt so sorry for her. At that moment I told myself, "I'll never let my granny and my grandad go through what she is going through". I cannot forget this incident. Till today, my heart would ache eveytime I see old folks carrying heavy groceries or going through garbage in search for recycleable stuffs or being forsaken by their family. These people deserve better. People tend to care for kids and neglect old folks. And that, to me, is sad...