Growing up in a broken family , i have nothing much to write about my parent's love story. I mean they had their time , people change and i still hate my dad for leaving us.
I spent most of my time with my grandparents, from sleeping in the middle of their bed with them when i am little . I am always the apple in my grandfather's eye, spoiled to death by him.
Funny people often think i uses Ithisingkarn as a glamor name , but no i did not .
Ithisingkarn is my late grandfather's name in Thai. I don't see the point of using my dad's family name when basically this person has never been there for me.
My grandfather is a Thai student from Bangkok who came to Penang Island , Malaysia to study. He came with a group of friends and they rented a room in ( now our heritage house in Penang ). My grandmother's mother was a widow with 5 children to raise. Her husband my great grandfather was a wealthy businessmen who died at a very young age leaving her with 5 children to raise. My great grandmother work as a seamstress , all the women in my family including my grandma can work magic on the sewing machine except us ( the new generation including my mum ) .
I adores her beautiful wedding dress made of lace , someday if i ever get married i would want my dress to be exactly like hers
In my hometown Penang is where my Grandpa met my Grandma
My grandma is a beautiful yet so stubborn and head strong.
She told us back then she have many suitors, there is one who work as a pilot, one was my Grandfather's best friend who is a rich man's son from Bangkok,and jokingly she will always say she must have been blind to choose a poor man like my Grandfather.
I love listening to her stories because back then not every girl is lucky enough to have the chance to be with someone they love.
During her time , most of the girls are married to men they have not seen before , it was always the arranged marriage by their parents.
But back then people understand and respect the value of marriage not like the young people nowadays.
They Fell in love just like a fairy tale But God did not give them the chance to grow old together. I lost my grandfather in December 2008 , my grandma was so heart broken she passed away few months after him.....
When 2 hearts beats as one , till death do them part
Every time i see an old couple holding hands on the street, i secretly pray that my
Grandparents is in somewhere better , Together.
In Loving memory
♪ Next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties
And one day passed away in his sleep
And his wife; she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away...
i cried when i heard this song, because God knows how much it reminds me of them
♫ Of the Moment : Ben Folds Five- The Luckiest
