Earlier this week, my grandfather passed away. I was extremely upset I did not get to see him again before his death.
When I was almost 5, my family immigrated to the United States. Since then, I never went back to Vietnam to visit my "family". However, during the past 21+ years, I've gone on hunting trips to Africa, vacations all over Europe, South America, Russia, etc.
Other then fond memories as a child, I guess I really never knew my grandfather. Yes we spoke several times on the phone throughout the years. He always made fun of my English Vietnamese accent. My grandmother and grandfather always told me I'm their favorite (lord knows why).
My appearance is that of a Vietnamese man. Yet in my heart and soul, I'm 100% American. Therefore, I did not want to let them down by going back to visit.
Now with his passing, I feel so damn guilty for not going back. We planned on a trip in January. Now I'm 2 months too late
I'm a Christian. He's a budhist. According to my faith, I'll never see him again. I pray to God that one day, I'll see him in a place and re-live those fond memories as a child in coffee, candy shops and stories. I pray he is in a better place with no pain now.
Although I did not know him very well, I really miss him now.
Sorry again for this off-topic thread mods and admins.
When I was almost 5, my family immigrated to the United States. Since then, I never went back to Vietnam to visit my "family". However, during the past 21+ years, I've gone on hunting trips to Africa, vacations all over Europe, South America, Russia, etc.
Other then fond memories as a child, I guess I really never knew my grandfather. Yes we spoke several times on the phone throughout the years. He always made fun of my English Vietnamese accent. My grandmother and grandfather always told me I'm their favorite (lord knows why).
My appearance is that of a Vietnamese man. Yet in my heart and soul, I'm 100% American. Therefore, I did not want to let them down by going back to visit.
Now with his passing, I feel so damn guilty for not going back. We planned on a trip in January. Now I'm 2 months too late
I'm a Christian. He's a budhist. According to my faith, I'll never see him again. I pray to God that one day, I'll see him in a place and re-live those fond memories as a child in coffee, candy shops and stories. I pray he is in a better place with no pain now.
Although I did not know him very well, I really miss him now.
Sorry again for this off-topic thread mods and admins.