Eulogy For Grandmother

“Grandma, where are my parents?” A five years old girl asked her grandmother next to her as they were watching a show about family. “They are...” She resumed talking after a few seconds of silence. “Your parents are earning money and you will see them in a few years.” The girl questioned again, “How long are a few years?” This time, Grandma did not answer and the girl fell asleep slowly. I am the girl. It was the late August around 2005. I remembered that there were two people came into the house with luggage. I did not have clear images of them, but I believed that it was something that deepened in my bone that told me they were my parents. I thought I could live happily with them but one day, my father took me to a man’s house. The man offered me candies while talking to my father. Although I was a child, I sensed something terrible and I was right. My father left me with the man’s family. I realized that my father was attempting to sell me. The man closed the door and tried to prevent me from escaping. I screamed and cried out loud. “Father, Mother, Grandma, where are you guys? Don’t leave me alone! I do not know them.” I was desperate. I was amazed by how much power I used to push the man and his

Chinese New Year was supposed to be the happiest holiday but for our family, it was not. Grandma was diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer in 2007. It was midnight, Father woke me up and told me news with his tears, “Grandma died.” I was crushed by two simple words and everything I had done with Grandma came up to my head just like a movie. I remembered the time she carried me on her back to comfort me to sleep. I remembered the time she laughed when she saw me came back home safely. I remembered the time she said she could see my future with brightness. In the crematorium, I did not cry because I knew that Grandma would have liked to see my smile. She was gone and left me a big photograph that hung in the top of the