雪......and the story behind it...

雪. Snow in chinese.
I've always wondered why was I given this name...

My grandpa left a month before I was born.
I didn't have the chance to meet him.
Mummy said he was a really nice man....
Strict but very responsible and caring.
Just like Daddy.......

Everytime I visit his grave...
I'll stare at his name carved on the cold grey marble tombstone..
And I will start to cry.
I love talking to my grandpa..
I've never met him before in my life...
But yet I feel a connection between the both of us....

Before grandpa left us...
He gave me the greatest and the most beautiful gift of all....
雪............

Thank You Grandpa...
I miss You and Grandma a lot.................

I will do the family proud... I promise!