My Grandma

My grand mom

I loved my grand mom who is ninety years old and still been doing well. I was so happy she is still alive in this planet with us. She is a grand mom from my dad side who was born in Bhutan. But I am really disappointed because I missed her since long time. I usually called her every weekend on the phone and promise her to stay in touched .I was not yet born when my grand dad was died, it was a long time ago .My dad told me it is almost forty years he miss his dad. So I don’t even imagine about him. He wasn’t sick for long time according to my dad may be he passed away with in a week’. There were, only few cameras at that time in Bhutan but nobody took his picture so we don’t have picture of him. He was died so early at the age of fifty. My grand dad was a rich and kind man compared to the other villagers. He owned lots of property and land because he was a harder worker, whereas my granddad and grand mom from my mom side were died after staying few years in the camp. Both the grand mom and granddad lived in the same village and were from peaceful family. They were more than fifty grandsons and granddaughter. We used to celebrate their anniversary every year by inviting neighbor, friends and relatives wishing them to stay in peace. My grand mom is still in the camp in eastern Nepal. I never ever forget my grand mom in my whole entire life because she took care of me since when I was small baby and was able to send me to school so I would like to give a special thanks to her .Now I am very happy to know that she started her process for third country settlement. My grand mom used to live with my uncle She had four children by blood two girl and two boys. Two are in Rochester and two them in Nepal. We were living in different camps but keep on visiting her. I met her before I came in United States in 2008, when she knew that I missed her she cried a lot and made me cried too. It was really hard for me