My grandfather is lying in a hospital bed, dying of lung cancer.
His wife -- my late grandmother -- threw him out when she found out that he not only had a mistress, he also fathered an entire brood of children and grandchildren.
So all these years, he's been living with his "other family". We only see him once a year during Chinese New Year, and when my grandmother was still alive, she wouldn't even glance at him when he sheepishly turned up on the first day of Chinese New Year.
But when she died, my uncles and aunties prepared a tablet with two slots for photos -- one for her, the other for him.
So even though the dirty mistress -- as known on my current fave show, Grey's Anatomy -- had him for a few years, the legitimate wife will have him for eternity.
There is a lesson in there somewhere.
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