My Grandmama

August 19, 2009 by Webmaster

My grandma died when i was at the age of 5..i didn't understand the meaning of death at that time..I was confused when all my family members cried while my grandma was lying in a large white cloth on the floor...

That night,..i asked my mum and she told me what happened..I understood and cried to sleep...We had a really close bond between us..and now,..she's gone..

On the second day after her death,..i was with my maid and we are the only ones at home..but she had to leave me alone as she needed to go to the garden to rake the leaves. So i stayed in my parents room; the room which my grandma was being bathed.(my parents bedroom is the masterbed room)

Then, the bathroom door which was initially closed,..opened slowly...then my grandma was standing there!!!! She smiled at me and i ran to hug her..We sat down on the bed and she talked to me in the usual soothing voice..

Then she took out a necklace. It was a shiny gold necklace with a heart-shaped locket...She told me that it was from her great grandma.. I still have the neclace with me..