When you left us, it was the end of a long, painful road. Since then, I was1 my favorite memories of you.
I remember us taking our family dog for walks together on the 2 sand dunes（沙丘）. I remember sitting on your knee, watching candlelight3 inside. Once I bought you a gift—a4 printed on a glass board, titled "Walking With Grandpa. "5 , you wrote me your own poem, too. I imagine how you must have taken time finding the right words, how you printed it out and cut the paper to6 before placing it in the frame.
However, Alzheimer began its7 through your life. In your last few days of life, I was8 when sitting by your bedside silently, feeling very worried and afraid. I didn't know what to do or how to9 .
Now, I am an adult, I wish I had been10 -that I had come close to you and told you how deeply I loved you, how you filled the11 which was the absence of my father in those 10 years of my life, so that I didn't realize anything was12 . It's only now that I am aware that when I13 a relationship with my father, the reason why he fell short of14 is that he wasn't you. I really hope you know how much you15 to me.
