For the past few weeks I’ve been going to my Grandma’s house for lunch. When I’m there it’s so quiet and weird. It just doesnt feel the same anymore. It doesn’t have that Home Sweet Home feeling to it anymore.
Everyday after school I always go to her house because it’s just down the street. I’ve always been going to her house everyday since I was little. I open the door and see no one there. I miss seeing her when I go to her house.
When I’m on her front yard and I’m kind of close to her front door I can hear her loud TV on the Vietnamese channels. I miss hearing that. I miss everything about it, it’s not the same anymore.
I miss my Grandma so much. She is all the way in Jacksonville right now at the Mayo Clinic being treated.
~Right now I am crying. Just about 10 minutes ago I read 2 of my sisters post dealing about my Grandma. I didn’t even know about this. I’m in tears just writing this.
Ba Ngoai I really do hope you get better soon. I miss you, we all miss you. Please don’t go! I don’t want you to leave. I don’t care if I’m being my crybaby self again as I was when I was little right now, just don’t leave.
*I’m sorry that I can’t speak good Vietnamese and understand it well and pull up a conversation with you. I’ll start taking Viet classes again and pay more attention in there. Just get better real soon. We all miss you.*
Con thuong Ba Ngoai!!! <3
Those who are reading this please pray for my Grandma. She needs all the prayers and help she can get.