under the blanket

While slumbering between being awake and trying to return to sleep yesterday morning, I had this "dream" in which my grandmother was in my house.

I can still recall vividly that I was trying to force breakfast down my throat, which is what happens every morning because it's always too early to eat. Somehow, I saw her walking towards my parent's room, dressed in one of her flowery blue samfoos.

I remember smiling at her, totally unterrified. Only when I regained more consciousness that I began to feel a tingle of fear.

Of course, when I told my pantang mother, she insisted that my grandmother must have missed me because I didn't pay my respects during Qing Ming last week. So bright and early tomorrow, I am going to the temple to bai bai.