he was not a man of many words, but always held a striking presence. he was my idol – smart, generous, kind. my grandpa passed away early yesterday morning and though devastated, i know he lived his 90 years vicariously. it gives me a sense of happiness that he’s at peace and of course, he will live on forever in my heart. he was traditional and didn’t express his emotions as we americans do. whenever i would go to taipei to visit him, i’d hug and kiss him. he didn’t get that much from any of his grandchildren, let alone my grandma. however, looking past the slightly uncomfortable and rigid expression, i could tell he loved it when i did that.
here’s to a humble celebration of his time here on earth. the last photo was just a month ago.