grandma

yesterday, the last day of 2011 i dreamed about grandma. the first time after her death a year ago, this endless grief i can't seem to cope. i finally see her again, in my sleep. she wore a black dress, i remember that dress. she came to our house, and i ran to her. even in my dream i was concious that she has died. i just stood close to her and weeping. while she's saying to me "maaf opung boru pergi terlalu lama" and then i'm awaken. one sentence. i lost a chance to hug her. i yearn her. and realise that the only opportunity to meet her is by dreaming on my sleep, then i would spend the rest of my prayer before sleep, wishing to meet her. and grandma, no matter how long you've gone, i wouldnt spend a day without missing you.