Nostalgia: My Grandfather and Grandmother

I was in my Grandma's hug

All people on this photo have passed away. It's one family gathering at our home.

Another family gathering at our home. Only three people that are still alive.

This time I’ll share old photos of the late grandfather and grandmother (in my father’s side). When I am a child and we still stay in Bandung (West Java. Indonesia); Grandpa and Grandma were always coming every month to get grandpa’s pension fund. That’s why my parents prepared one special bed room at our home for them.

My Grandpa (I called him Aki Sadli) was a very quiet man. My Grandma (I called her Nini Gurat) was a beautiful old woman and more talkative. I remembered her soft voice and she often grabbed my hand while she was walking. As my Grandpa and Grandma frequently spent the nights at our home, my aunts and uncles were also often came to our house.

But since we had to move to Surabaya (East Java, Indonesia), I became seldom seeing my Grandpa and Grandma. Each year, every Eid ul-Fitr holiday, we visit them to celebrate the Eid ul-Fitr with other relatives. Grandpa died when he’s 80 years old and my Grandma died when she reached her 92 years of age.

Though they have passed away long time ago, their home is still taken care of well (I’ve ever made several posts about Grandpa’s home). I’m so proud with my father, all uncles and aunts; they make a commitment to care for all heritages of my Grandma and Grandpa. I hope, we and other grandsons and granddaughters, can also maintain their valuable inheritance. We have a plan to visit my Grandpa’s home in the short time, wish we can make it.