As I write this, you have been dead for over six years. It sounds like a long time, but it doesn't feel like it. Perhaps that's because I still think about you every day. You've taught me so much, and you continue to do so.
Granny, you are a model of a perfect woman in my heart: beautiful, brave and passionate. In 1964, you, Grandpa and your young children were exiled(被流放). Your courage and your commitment to justice at such a young age never ceases to amaze me. Decades later, you fought cancer with the same strength of personality. Supremely positive, you made it far further than expected. You still died too young, but the fighting spirit that made your life so extraordinary never weakened.
Grandpa, you are the man I love most in the world. Like Granny, you dedicated your life to the struggle for the liberation of African colonies. Your work as a journalist took you across the continent: you interviewed Nelson Mandela in hiding and then refused to reveal where he was. In 1973, you told the world the story of the Ethiopian famine(饥荒). Your life may have been full of conflict and struggle, but you remain the gentlest, loveliest person I have ever known. You loved us all and loved Granny with a depth and sincerity. You took care of her until the end.
You were both only 70 when you died. But your lives were rich and full, and you did more and loved more than most people do in their lifetime. You have taught me what it means to fight for justice, to speak up for uncomfortable truths when staying silent would be easier. Because of you, I understand the power that every individual has to change the world.
You also threw light on what it is to love another person to me. Until the very end, you were as in love with each other as a pair of silly teenagers. Your commitment to justice went hand in hand with your commitment to one another, and you faced the world's problems together, side-by-side and shoulder-to- shoulder.
You are the architects of our family, and all of us would be lesser people had we not known you. Because of you I have chosen to live my life with bravery and emotion. You may be dead, but you are not gone.
Love always,
Lucy