Things were all good yesterday.
I was 18 in sophomore year and i decided i wanted to spend the summer with my friends. I had plans, big plans wake up middle of the day, megashare something like netflix, snacking in random hours, it was a pretty good monotonous but good summer. My family called every month or so to check up on me they weren't happy about the idea of me staying back. I study in a university in Thailand but originally i'm  from Bhutan so you can see why they wanted to see me so bad, i haven't been there for almost a year. I have the most incredible family, a large family my sensitive but head strong mom and i tell you no one can reason with this woman , my dad the reason for why we are the way we are, my trouble of a big brother, my "bigger" brother, my big and the eldest sister with her husband and my brother inlaw they gave me a nephew more than i bargained for, my closest cousin sister i would rather call her my sister she has been living in the same house before i was even born and she calls my mom, mom and dad, dad, my Apa Tsheri actually he is our Apa tsheri he is like a dad to me he is my second dad and mom and lastly My Grandma, i call her Abi. Abi has been there from the day i was born she was one of those grandmas who would save biscuits and sweets for you, she would scold you and sometimes i would taunt her and it would always amuse me to annoy her.

Skype call from mom.
They all looked well.

Skype call from sister.
Everyone says hi and i see my grandma is wearing hearing aids, it was too cute, she had no idea how it was working.

It was time for the next summer, i didn't wanna go to Bhutan but i would have to after all my dad threatened he wouldn't send money if i didn't come home this time.

Waiting for the plane to land counting in my head if i had all the presents ready for everyone, they love presents. i was filled with mixed emotions when i walked out the exit, my brother came to get me. I immediately called my mom only to find out Abi wasn't home in Thimphu she was here where i was in Paro. I got super excited i nagged my brother to take me to her, he only listened after my mom demanded he take me there.

i quite cant remember what i was expecting, i guess i was expecting Abi to smile and hug me and say how much she missed me. she was 93. I was filled with happiness even my eyes were teary as i walked up the stairs to meet her, when the door opened i could feel my breath stop my heart weighed down heavy, she was small, she was tiny all bones, if i held her i would be careful as to not bruise her.She was shrivelled up into a tiny ball on the sofa. I ran to hug her and i was wailing tears rushing down my face, my face it felt bloody my legs wimpy, i held her i could feel that i was wetting her clothes. i paused to look at her face really look at her. She was looking back me smiling, then she asked me the thing which killed me, literally that moment i shattered i was not at all a together person that time i was needy, i needed her, "Who are you?" i needed her to remember me. She was smiling. Completely oblivious of the situation, come to think of it it was funny in a way.
That day i refused to go back to Thimphu with my brother i stayed back with her, i felt i couldn't leave her not now. We talked alot but she still couldnt remember me.