One of the bean eaters passed away. I just realize that God gave many clues for me. I saw the yellow flag yesterday. I read the tweets about Alexander Abimanyu. I watched my friend clothes, all black. Something smell like jasmine and it just for a while. And the last is a call from my mom.
I wish I could see his face for the last time. But I came too late. Good bye grandpa, love you.
September 19, 1932 - March 11, 2010