Family Reunion Dinner~~

Do you like family reunion dinners?


I used to hate reunion dinners because my aunts & uncle would always ask questions, trying to know me more. And to make it worse, my mum used to dress me up in a dress that is filled with laces & ribbons, she would also make me wear a black shoe with white laced socks...oh yeah...*shievers* Thank god, she no longer does that.
Not only that, this kind of reunions are always SO BORING & LONG!!

But recently, I realized something. Finally, I realize that reunion dinners had a purpose. I realized that my relatives bonded with each other. They were all talking, trying to catch up with each other lives. Yea, how could I be so damn stupid to NOT realise this. It was only recently I noticed it.

Eventhough, I finally knew the purpose of a family reunion dinner but I still thought it was a little boring. In addition, my aunts made me babysit my 5 year old throwing tantrum cousin sister & my 9 year old spoiled brat cousin brother.
However, I am not really a good babysitter. I just let them do whatever they want. I just make sure no body hurts themselves.

Dinner was really good. Yea, I love the food~~~ Yea, I live to eat~~
During dinner, I saw my grandfather eating. I stared at him. His hands were shaking. It wasn't because he was sick but because that was the way he is. Even I inherited this shaking hand gene but I only get it if I am really, really hungry or angry. My grandfather really looked so weak & feeble. My heart began to sink. He saw me staring at him & he smiled at me. I smiled back.


After dinner, we returned to my grandparents home for a good old dose of family bonding. Well, it was time to babysit my cousins. I just sat down & read my book. I normally bring a book to read. Then, all of a sudden, my grandfather sat next to me.
"What are you reading?" He asked.
"A fantasy book." I showed him the book cover.
He took the book & read the synopsis.
"It should be a good book." He smiled, returning the book to me.
So we talked...
And the long night ended, it was pretty enjoyable since I had my grandpa to chat with.

After hearing about my good friend grandfather's funeral,my heart thumped.
How long more is my grandpa going to live?
Yea, I know death is not torture...but it's just hard to imagine life without him.
He is the man who thought me how to read & he always recommends books to me.
He is also the man who thought me to do crosswords puzzles. (I really hate crosswords puzzles...)
He is my grandfather.

I still remember the time when I used to make him cards for his birthday. I still remember that I drew alot of pokemons & stuck alot of sailormoon stickers in that card.
I knew he still kept that card until now because I saw it once on his work desk.

I guess, we should love our parents & grandparents. I hate to admit this, but I really do love my grandfather.