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Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts

Monday, June 15, 2009

5 Years



I don't really remember Grandpa alive because I was only a little baby when he passed away. But I know he and I had a lot of fun. This picture was taken the last time I played with him. It was at the beach. We were good buddies. He loved me lots.

I went to his Rock at the special park for dead people who are rocks. I said hi to him and told him that I was a flower girl at a wedding the day before. I also told him that I finished Kindergarten. Then I picked flowers from the grass and put it on his rock. And I arranged his other goodies already there on his rock to make it look more nice.

I miss Grandpa.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

I'll miss you, Great Grandma


Great Grandma had been in the hospital for a little while. On Saturday, I spoke to her on the phone. "I miss you! I love you Great Grandma! I'm going to make you a picture!!" And she was happy to hear me even though she couldn't talk back. I painted a picture of her and me together. I gave her rainbow hair. We mailed it Monday, special delivery, over night to Utah so she would get it right away.

Great Grandma passed away late last night. That means her body no longer works.

This morning, Mommy, Daddy and I had a silent moment to think about her. I closed my eyes and thought. When I opened them I told Daddy and Mommy, "I thought about Great Grandma, Grandpa, and me all together."

Monday, November 10, 2008

When Mommy and Daddy are rocks

Not yesterday, but before that, the day before, Mommy and I drove down to have breakfast with Jichan and Bachan because it's Jichan's birthday. In the car, I decided to talk about the future with Mommy:

me: Mommy... when you and Daddy die, I'm going to go to your funeral!

Mommy: Really? That's so... nice?

me: Yeah, and then when you and Daddy become rocks* I'll go and visit you.

Mommy: Yay. That would be great.

me: And your rocks will be close to where I live so I won't have to drive there.

Mommy: That's a good plan. Will you be sad when we're dead?

me: uh.... a little bit!



*Grandpa is now a rock because he is dead. The rock is at a park with a bunch of other rocks. All those people are dead too. These rocks are flat and have their names and some numbers on them.