What kind of story does the most reluctant photo in your mobile phone record in your life?

There is a photo that I hate to delete from my mobile phone. It is a photo from my grandfather's memorial service. Grandpa's grandfather has been suffering from Alzheimer's disease for 10 years. Over the years, he has forgotten more and more, and he can't even recognize his own children. However, when I saw my grandfather's body, I cried like a child?

This scene was recorded by the photographer. Later, when we were looking through the photos, I thought this photo was very meaningful and secretly imported it into my mobile phone photo album. Grandpa died many years ago, and his mobile phone was changed several times, but every time he changed his mobile phone, he would take this photo with him, and he was always reluctant to delete it.

Grandfather and younger brother are half brothers. My younger brother is older than my grandfather small 8, who has taken care of him since childhood. Unfortunately, my brother was in poor health since he was a child. By the time he was in his 40 s, his memory had begun to deteriorate.

My grandfather's younger brother's family all settled in Japan in their early years. Later, considering their younger brother's health, they also settled in Japan, thinking that they could give him better medical care. Before going to Japan that year, my grandfather guessed that it might be this farewell, and it would be difficult to meet each other in the future. I was particularly reluctant at that time.

In the first few years in Japan, his illness was fine, and grandpa often contacted him by phone. Later, my health became worse and worse, and I couldn't walk slowly, so I had to take a wheelchair. Sometimes when I call back, I will say that I really want to go back to my hometown, but unfortunately no one takes care of him at home.

Every time I get a phone call from my brother, grandpa will always be sad for a while. Grandpa left suddenly, and he was usually healthy, but one night he suddenly left with a sudden myocardial infarction, less than half an hour before and after. Before the ambulance arrived, people had already left.

That night, the phone called Japan. It is said that as soon as my brother heard the news, his tears immediately fell. At that time, his family was still very suspicious. Does he remember his grandfather? When I came back to see his painful scene, everyone shed tears. It turns out that some memories will not disappear, and family ties are indelible?