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grandma doris
i met a long-lost granny just this tuesday. i last met her, what, when i was six? that was 13 years ago. WHOAH! it seemed just like yesterday when i would sit beside her on our sofa couch, probably at the brink of tears because she'll be scolding my sister and i (she is a helluva disciplinarian when it comes to house chores etc).

but whenever i burst into tears (my sister never did; oh that stone-hearted girl), she'll always have the perfect remedy for it - walker's shortbread. alas, those were the lovely moments when boohoos were calmed and fears were non-existent. magical, indeed.

i was just looking at it today. it ain't cheap at all, my goodness! i was just reflecting how important she was a granny to us and to my mother, a faithful friend. her friendship and visits often made things a little easier where it was. and when she couldn't walk very well already, she will make the effort to send nice cards to us for christmas, and books to strengthen our faith.

when i met her yesterday, i couldn't help but stare at her as she ate her favourite wanton mee. she is a small woman, barely my height. the fragility that showed right through in her limp, the decades that all summed up in the wrinkles on her face and the pain of life that appeared on her tired countenance.

yet, above all these, i discovered a mysterious her courage in adversity, her faith in the mist, her strength in going the extra mile for God and most importantly, a life in her, that is led in abundance and fullness. i could not help but smile because i saw God in her.

we parted ways on the busy walkway of orchard mrt station. as i look upon the back of a frail, limping grandma, i told God in the depths of my stirred heart,

i want to be just like her when i grow old.

one day, when i can no longer walk sturdily, when my eyes are droopy with age and when i need huge strength just to eat my favourite food, i hope the young ones will stare at me with great curiosity and interest, how did she do this? and i will hold my head high and say with dignity and experience,