Gung Gung :,)

Dad has never seen him cried before. Ever. He was a man of pride, always appearing strong and immovable.

But today, during the usual short visit I pay him whenever I get a chance to come back to Ipoh;

*in cantonese*

Me : Gung gung, I'll be going to Australia in July. (just randomly and casually mentioning)

*his facial expression changed..So i quickly added in..*

Me : Only for a year. After that I'll be back. :))

Grandpa : OK.

*he kept silent*

And the next few seconds, ego and pride seemed to take the backseat as tears just flowed from his eyes. He couldn't hold them in, I knew he tried.

I was stunned.

I knew he loved me A LOT but I didn't know I meant that much to him.

But I'm glad I do now, and that will be an image of him I will never forget.

<3