Yesterday...

My aunt turned 50 yesterday.. lots of people came..

Also my other aunt... She and i never get allong and i think never will..

Giving orders in the kitchen "ruth come and help dont do nothing"

(Instead she was looking good then she saw i was already helping with placing the moluccan cakes and stuff on plates..)

On wich i awnsered "yes your majesty ill obey"...

The beer was floating like liquid gold.. ( i didnt drinked at all i was too busy serving people and helping in the kitchen)..my uncle putting the BBQ on.. people laughing making jokes..

Then someone special appeared on the party..

Grandpa Tjak( 80 years old..) only still living friend of my grandfather Tjandé (r.i.p)

I think i havent seen this man for almost 10 years..

When i was little he always pinched me in my cheeks.. and now again..

I think some things never change eventhough you get older.

Suddenly i also get this warm feeling inside... i had this feeling like my grandfather was there aswell..

I was talking with granpa Tjak about Ambon, about my grandfather how they always played cards..

How my brother and I always been sended by our grandmother to get my grandfather from some friends place where they were playing cards or domino..

About the good old times..

Then it was time for grandpa tjak to go home, because his son arrived to pick him up..

It felt also like my grandpa left with him when he got into the car..

But then again on all good things comes an end..