My Poh Poh (grandma) in Malaysia recently passed away. I loved her so much and always felt close to her even though I didn't get to see her anywhere near as often as I wanted to. There were always so many aspects of myself that I had no idea where they came from, but then when I spent time with her it all made sense. Even though she couldn't speak much English, and I can't speak much Cantonese, we always made each other laugh whenever we were together.

My Gung Gung and Poh Poh

On their wedding day

The most beautiful

I have no idea what this is from (...some kind of finishing school? haha), but they all look so cute. Poh Poh is bottom row, 2nd from the right.

Me with my Gung Gung

And me with my Poh Poh. I would have been about 1.

And us in 2007.
I hope she is enjoying her rainbow mansion and bright blue sportscar in the afterlife.