I'm currently sitting down in a hotel in Singapore, tired and drained. A little less more than 24 hours ago my "ah gong", my maternal grandfather, passed away. I then spent the night at my grandmother's home, accompanying her with my cousin. I couldn't sleep and went home for a quick nap, then boarded a plane at 7 AM for Singapore before another quick nap.
I'm incredibly privileged to have almost 36 years with him. When I think about this it's amazing how lucky I was to see him and to see how he treated me. Some of the things I've learned are:
Here's to you Ah Gung. The best way I can honor you is to keep working and keep grinding.