i don't know why.
seriously speaking, I'm not even close to my grandfather (dad's side).
i doubt we have even chatted more than 3 sentences per year.

but when he tried to hold my hands when he was lying on the bed, with tube and everything all over his body and face...
trying to pull out all the tubes from his throat just to talk to us.

seriously, it hurts to see him in this state.
it's definitely a torture for him, and for us to see him like this.

i don't think i ever took a closer look at him before.
until a few days before, when my mum and i went to visit him.

And i saw some resemblances between him and my dad.
their eyes, and nose..



okay.i.better.stop.
get well soon, ah gong.