RIP, Grandpa

On Christmas Eve, my family and I celebrated the life of my mom's father, Hat Ly. At the age of 96, grandpa accomplished more in his lifetime than I can even imagine for myself. He leaves behind 6 children, 11 grandchildren, and (so far) 3 great-grandchildren.

It's been devastating for me to witness the decline of his health in the past few years. I remember the strong and proud partriarch, who in his eighties, had the vitality of a man half his age. I remember the man who cared for me during the Khmer Rouge's reign. I remember the man who served as my surrogate father during my formative years. I remember the man who valued family above all else.

With all the stories and advice he tried to impart in me throughout my 30 years, 2 stick in my mind:

• Spend less than you earn.
• Marry a pretty girl.

Great advice, grandpa. Thanks for everything.