Everyone of us have a close relationship with a person.
Perhaps someone in the past or present.
I might not be very kin to my maternal grandmother
but a good impression.
She might not be well educated.
However, she showered my brother and I with love.
Mum would bring me along on weekends to visit her.
We would go for “girls hangout”.
We shopped for groceries at a supermarket.
In those day, Komtar and Plaza Gurney were crowed with people.
Besides, places like Queensbay, 1st Avenue and Gurney Paragon exist later.
Other than that, she has to deal with our nonsense whenever both of us stay over or visit.
(my curiosity and my brother’s cheekiness)
Anyway, this year marks her 12th death anniversary.
She will always be remembered.
