So, we were all at my grand father's grave, uncles, aunts and cousins, young and old. We brought grapes, grandfather's favorite, steamed buns, coffee and a lot of other goodies. We burnt joss papers, joss papers accessories like a hat and clothing, hell money and a paper brief case full of more hell money for grandfather. We prayed, and payed our respect.
My cousins and I were talking. We talked a little about grandfather. I told them that he passed away when I was seven. Then I realised that grandfather passed away before they were born. they never met him.
I felt sorry for them, missing out on grandfather. I remembered how excited grandfather got when we watched wrestling matches together. Suddenly I missed him so much. Suddenly I wished I could have more about grandfather to share with them.
Suddenly I got so nostalgic, I felt so old.