The Most Important Person In My Life

is the someone who cares for me unconditionally, love me for who I am and forgives me no matter what I do wrong. This most important person is none other than my grandmother, my Ah Ma.

Because both my parents are working, my Ah Ma have been taking care of me since I was born. Carrying me to nursery, standing up for me when I got scolded by one particular teacher, enrolling me to kindergarten, giving me my meals and arranging for school buses – Ah Ma have done them all, all for her favourite grandson.

One day, this grandson grew up. And started going out more and more often, returning later and later each time. Yet, Ah Ma waited every night, breaking into a smile whenever her grandson steps into the door and greeted her, sleeping only when she made sure that this grandson is safely home.

When this grandson enlisted into the army, Ah Ma teared, fearing for his safety and whether he would be able to cope with the training, often losing sleep at night. When she finally waited long enough to be able to visit him in the camp, Ah Ma went aboard the ferry without any complains, even as her knees hurt when climbing up and down. The sense of relief when she saw her grandson can never be described using words. She was so glad and happy, and to a certain extent, relieved to find him safe and sound.

One year later, Ah Ma fell very sick and was admitted to hospital. The grandson was very worried and rushed to the hospital and accompanied her everyday during her stay, returning home only when the nurses chased him away. That period was a torture. Because whenever the grandson returns home to the bed which he shares with his Ah Ma, thoughts of him sleeping alone from then on scared him. He cried every night, under the blanket alone because he cannot afford to let anyone know he broke down. That is really when he knows how important Ah Ma is and how much she meant to him – more than anything else in the world.

Ah Ma finally recovered, and the grandson was overjoyed. He bought her all her favourite food, hugged her and told her how happy he was to see her recover. But alas! When things are going as normal once more, the grandson is taking her for granted once again, slowly but surely. But Ah Ma didn’t mind, because that’s her favourite grandson! She will be overjoyed no matter what he did once she sees his face.

I am that grandson. The one who began to assume my Ah Ma will always be there for me whenever I needed her. But where am I when she just wanted me to come back for dinner? All my favourite food will be on the table whenever I’m supposed to come back, or when I mention anything I wanted to eat, it will be on the table during the next meal – just for her unfillial and unappreciative grandson, Me.

This morning, I was very rude to her. Over her act of kindness. She only wanted me to be able to get more sleep. Yet, the hot-headed me flared up over that very small matter and raised my voice. I could see the disappointment in my Ah Ma’s eyes when she left the kitchen. Only after the hurt is done that I realised I was too much. I apologised to her, but I think that it’s too late.

I think that what Ah Ma really want is not for me to buy her favourite food for her, or to give her anything. All she wants is for me to be by her side more often. She always have alot to say to me, I think mainly because I’m always not around. I’m really sorry Ah Ma, and I promise I will never raise my voice at you again and I will try to spend more time with you.

This Valentine’s day, I also want to tell my Ah Ma that I love her, and because I don’t really know how to put it Cialis through to her in words, I will show it to her using my actions.

I Love You Ah Ma, and Happy Valentine’s Day.