Post by rika on Jan 1, 2006 15:10:36 GMT -5
when i was in America at the age of 13 my grandpa in china suddenly died due to a heart attack. I was devastated when i was 4 i spent 2 years in china and grandpa was the only one i knew for those 2 years in china and then he suddenly died, i was so sad that i couldn't even cry i just stared at the picture of him while kneeling down and when no one was there i started going hysterical crying and crying, and in my Chinese tradition we have to kneel on our knees for 1 whole day without rest and so we kneel-ed on the rice sacks while putting our hands together and while we prayed i prayed for him to come back alive, my grandpa was the first lost in my life so it was very depressing. After his death i thought that people died so easily without a single hint to it, and i thought to myself, "would mom and dad disappear like that, would my sisters too, would my friends, would i die today or tomorrow or any day?" I was confused and it still does confuse me, in my opinion death isn't a accident but a future, and its is a part of the wheel in life. I also learned that when you lose something, you lose it forever and it doesn't go away, even now i still cry sometimes about grandpa.
