Sitting here thinking of my late grandpa, I can hear him call my name. With a gentle voice he says, “I love you, good-bye!” My grandfather was a man who never said “no”, a man who willingly went the extra mile, a man who gave so unselfishly. Through his influence, his example and his love, I have learnt to value such qualities.
“Y-E-S- Yes!” my grandpa would exclaim. He had to raise his voice, in spite of my grandma’s hearing aid. They however had a deep love for one another, holding hands wherever they go, never far from each other’s side. He was a devoted husband, a responsible father and a matchless grandpa.
The moments we spent together will always be special to me. Nineteen years I have kept him in my sight. Now all I can do is hold the memories tight. How I love seeing my grandpa in church each Sunday worshipping his Almighty God. Incidentally, he and grandma came to church the year that I was born. Whenever I had the opportunity to share in public, my grandfather was always there listening supportively. His attention gave me courage. He was always there for us, loving us just as we are. Whenever I tell my friends about my strong and capable grandfather, I would always feel proud. I have so much to thank God for, just because He gave me this wonderful grandpa!
His death is still a shock to me as I recollect that eventful phone call, after which we immediately flew home. As I silently watched him during his last moments here, I kept asking God to keep him a little longer. But as I held his hand and stroked his forehead while he lay on the hospital bed, I could find no reason to hold him back. He had led such a fulfilling life and was all ready to be with his Heavenly Father. The last verses I read to him were: “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: A time to be born and a time to die, a time to mourn and a time to dance.” (Eccl 3:1). Even though he could not acknowledge my presence, I knew he heard every single word spoken, every prayer uttered.
Many had grieved and shed tears over his home calling, but I know that my grandpa is happy and peaceful, safe in the bosom of God. And I’ll go on living for God, knowing that He holds us in His hand. Someday, we’ll be together and I can’t wait for that day when I’ll be reunited with my dearest ‘Yeh Yeh’.
Loving him & missing him.
A hospitable man, a handy man, a homely man, a humble man, a helpful man, a handsome man, a heavenly man. 
Just for you
We'll take good care of grandma you don't have to worry
Farewell. You'll always be in my heart.
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