端午节

Tomorrow is 端午节. Its one of the occasions i look forward to every year because i get to eat my grandma's delicious dumplings. The dumplings she make are those traditional ones tied using shredded leaves unlike those sold outside now with raffia strings. Those are really unhealthy as the colour from the raffia gets into the dumpling when being cooked at high temperatures. She used to make alot every year to give to her children, grandchildren and friends. I loved this aspect of her. Generosity. She is always very generous with her friends thats why she is always well liked by her friends, always being taken care of and receiving gifts. She was so kind that she took care of my god aunt when she was young so much that even till now, (she doesn't live with us and only see us once a year at chinese new year)- she still deposits $100 to her account every month. Shes been a great role model for me.

Unfortunately, this year i think age caught up with her..she couldn't afford to make so much dumplings already and the taste is also lost. Nevertheless, i still ate them with pleasure telling her how great it tastes. I was so upset that she kept on lamenting that she's old already, going to die already and her dumplings have no taste already.sigh. Its also at this point of time in the year when i will feel disgusted by my uncle. My grandma loves him so much, she is the traditional type who prefer boys over girls. He never gave her money before for ever since i can remember, never took care of her before, never visited or call her at all. He even owed my mum a few thousand dollars which my mum now considers as bad debt. However, she still always visits him and still carry huge plastic bags of dumplings to give him AT his place every year. She have to travel..all the way to zion road to see her son. Sometimes i feel she is really lucky to have my mum. Last week she fell down while on her way to visit him. *frowns. I really wonder when will he ever wake up.

Humans are like this. Always trying to long for those they couldn't get and neglect those they already have in their hands. My grandma is always longing for the son who refuses to repent. Me too, i'd always have a soft spot, for those i loved. I am starting to learn now, and constantly remind myself, to cherish the one before you. I love you grandma :)