I had a thought earlier. I can’t wait to go back to China and see my grandma, I really missed spending time- oh right she’s not alive anymore. For a moment, I forgot, because when I visualize her in my mind, all I see is how healthy and happy she looked in the pictures I took of her 13 years ago. Death is still hard for me to fathom, I don’t think I can accept until I visit their grave that they’re truly gone. Otherwise they live on forever in my mind how I picture them.