Just this afternoon, my dad brought my sister, maid and me to the Sime Darby hospital to visit my grandmother which is my dad's mom. On the journey to the hospital, i prayed and hope that everything will come out alright. I do not know what to expect and i am too afraid to ask my dad but deep down in my heart, i hope things will go on well D: In the car, my mind is suddenly flooded with those memories i once had. I remember; this had happen once to, when i was around my sister age, which is around 8 or 9. I dont remember. But i know, my grandmother was admitted to the hospital that time and i was sleeping in the car, while my kind aunt (my dad's sister) was waiting for me outside, taking care of my safety. I can still remember that kindness and its now forever etched in my heart. And that time, i am still too young and immature to realise things like i do now.

We reached the hospital and the it just got to my nerves just to step into the hospital lobby. Its chilly and well, the smell, i dont even want to comment on that. I hate hospital. I had never been admitted to hospital before, well, except the day i was born. But other then that no. I dont like hospitals. Hospital is like this something that would make you feel heartbroken and emotional. Well, it occur to me. We went to the 3rd floor and go to my grandmother room. On the way there, i could smell the unpleasant smell. Nurses with pink and white uniforms all walked around. Oh gosh, i feel so scared and nervous. Its like i am the victim over there.

I had not step my foot in the hospital for such a long time and i do not remember how was it. But now, it'll come back to me. We reached my grandmother's room and i saw her. She looked so thin. My dad came and sit beside her and hold her hands. I do not know why but my tears just fill my tear gland. Its an emotional scene and i just feel so touched. My tears, i am lucky enough that no one realise my tears in my eyes.

But anyhow, my dad cheerful family had eventually lightened me up. I love my dad's family. The are full of fun and laughter. Then i see my grandmother, she is still strong and energectic. I am very happy for her. My grandmother room is shared together with another patient. The other patient do not have anyone to take care of her and be by her side. I feel pity for her. Why does not her family memebrs come and visit her?

But anyhow, i am glad that my grandmother is still lively. She is a strong woman and i admired her for that. Well, supposely her operation start today on 7pm but unfortunately, its delayed till tomorrow 1.30pm. I pray that the operation is a success. Dear Lord, please give my grandmother the strength to stay strong and help her. Thank you.

My sister and I had dinner together with one of my dad's brother and we had an enjoyable time together. Later on, we went back to the hospital. Then we went back home. In the car, on our way home from the hospital, my mind is playing one of my memories that i had with my grandmother like a flim. I remember, i was very young that time, around 7 or 8. That time, i think something happen and my whole family were not at home except for my grandmother and me.

Well, we were hungry and there are no food left. So, i decided to cook for my grandmother but of course, i have no cooking experience and i thought i wanted to cook porridge but end up burnt. My grandmother and I had a fun time. And so, i decided to walk from my house to this gas station nearby which got a small restaurant there. So, we walk and its quite a long way too! We ate there and i brought a little sweet which i end up leaving the sweet in the restaurant. Oh, silly me! And when my dad come back, of course i dare not tell him what we had done and this is like me and my grandmother little secret till now. I think she might had forgotten but for me, its stille clear, playing it in my mind.

I love my grandmother. I love my family. They are my wings when i needed them. I pray that tomorrow my grandmother operation will really gone well.

Thank you.