My grandfather just recently passed away on Saturday, 6.50am. The fact that he died so suddenly shocked me. He was fine after the operation. Old age perhaps?

I missed him so much. I didn't get the chance to ask for forgiveness. I didn't get to say 'I love you'. I promised him I would visit him but after my semester or semester break because of my class schedule. I have class even on weekends, it's hard for me to go back. The last time I saw him, he made me promised to visit him when I'm free.

When he had his operation about three weeks ago, only my family went to JB except me. I had mid-term test. The night before he died, my cousin wrote on her Facebook saying he was weak and maybe have to bring him to the hospital. I told my Dad and he said we'll visit when we have the chance. Then the next morning, he passed away. My cousin's family was there when he took his last breath. At least he wasn't alone. They said even though he was weak, he can still talk. I wish I was there with him. I remembered crying so hard in the shower, after I heard the news. I cried even more when I kissed his forehead for the last time.

Right now I officially have no grandparents. I wonder how are we going to celebrate Raya? Sure going to be boring. I really missed him. He has always been my favorite. He's caring, protective, and a good listener. Every time I visit him, I would lay beside him on the bed and just talk, talk and talk. He will always listen to my stories. Sometimes he would give advice, and he would say it in the gentlest way. He knows I have a hot temper. Hehehe :)

I wish I had the chance to say goodbye..

I love you both.