02.09.08 marks the 7th death anniversary of my maternal grandmother. 7 years ago, when i was 11, she left us to a better place with no pain, no unhappiness and no illnesses. But she broken her promise to accompany me forever, look after me forever. That day, i couldnt bring myself to accept the fact that she left. She's more than a grandmother to me, she's like my mother and my friend. All my closest friends know, grandma had been close to me since i was young. Back to today, she left me with the best memories of my life, a kind of tender love i will never have again. Por por, i hope u can see me now, mei mei had grown up already to a good girl. You gave me the best that i ever have, best life-teachings to me and moulded me to who i am today. At times, i will still talk to her, cos she lives in a serene place in my heart. After 7 years, i still remember how she looks like, how it feels like when she holds my hands, and all happy things we done together. Por por i miss you a lot.. Please watch over me, and give me strength to overcome obstacles in life. I love you forever and i promise, i'll continue the religion which you had brought to our lives and carry out what u entrusted me to do. :)