i'm such a brat sometimes...
my mom has been calling me the past couple of days and for whatever reasons whether i was in the middle of something or i was studying, i simply didn't pick up and didn't even call back. i norm don't unless they leave a voice mail.
so then i get an email today from my sis telling me that my grandma passed away on my mom's side. she's been trying to reach me, and that they're planning on leaving for taiwan in a week. god. i'm such a jerk.
i'll always remember how me and my sis hated talking to her on the phone and how my mom literally dropped the reciever into our laps. how she would speak in her thick taiwanese accent and how me and my sister would struggle to comprehend but nod and smile as if she could actually see our faces from over 3000 miles plus a pacific ocean away. she would always tell me the same things: study hard and to make sure to take care of yourself. sound mind sound body!
one of my earliest if not THE earliest memory i ever have is still fresh in my mind for over 22 years. i still have this image of me as a baby, my granda, and we're riding in the cabin of a huge jetliner, that to me reminds of a space ship. my grandma verified this to me and said on that very voyage (she doesn't take the plane very often so she remembers that instance) i had a freaking party in my pants every few mins because i was lactose or something, so i stunk up the cabin good.
i still remember her sitting in our dining room making dumplings, making the leaf wrapped sticky rice (zhong tse? im bad at pingying) she made awesome food. i use to always ask her when she was coming back to america but she told me she was too old to make the trip. i never got a chance to go back to visit her...i feel bad for my mom. blah. bah.