Oma Nel was good at cooking. She specialized in cakes and pastries. During Lebaran and Christmas, she always prepared various cookies. I used to helped her, although only sprinkled the tops hehehehe. But that was fun activity for a little girl. But that activity ended after my parents divorced. One thing that made me sad, Oma Nel had a diabetes and already took one of her kidney and her sight. So she can't make any delicious cookies years ago.
I just called her today, just to say hi. Well tomorrow is Christmas and those memories suddenly came up. She's 86 now, very fragile age. I thanked God that in this age, she still have spirit, still able to talk clearly, remember clearly. Despite her treatment for her crushed hipbone because she fell about 2 years ago, she's in good condition, not ill. I'm very sad because the last time she saw me when I was in elementary school. Now I'm 25 years and she couldn't see me in my graduation pictures, or my brother's. She couldn't see how me and my brother grow up. I'm sure she only have the image of us as a little boy and girl, not a grown up man and woman.