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Last Saturday we attended sunset Mass and it was offered for the soul of my mother-in-law who passed on a year ago. I'm so used to refer to her as Grandma cos of my two girls, they were quite close to her. She stayed with us past several years and she had looked after my girls since they were babies. In between then we got a maid to help out.
She was 80 last year and suffered a stroke and couldn't walk for about 10 months; her legs couldn't support her heavy physique. But before that she was really a strong woman, physically. Had always been stubborn and continued to do heavy work like gardening, washing, cooking.. she really cared for us that much. But she was constantly worried for her children's welfare (my sister- and brothers-in-law).
It was she who made me discover that I could enjoy a completely vegetarian meal (I always must have meat) when she prepared a sumptuous vege lunch during Good Friday a few years ago! It was she who always got my younger girl irritated most of the time with her incessant nagging but caring advice at the same time.
We all love her very much and we had never imagined how it would be when she's gone. Christmas in 2006 was spent in hospital when she was in a coma after hitting her head falling down. Spent her last month or so there and had 2 to 3 alerts from the doctor who thought it best that we be prepared for the worst. When the time came we were all there, all her 2 sons and 2 daughters were gathered there with us, waiting an hour, two, watching and monitoring her lifeline beeping. 2 to 3 times there were long gaps in between her breathing sending false alarm. My wife would speak some words close to her mum's ear, then my 2 girls, and then me.
While the other people gathered around were talking among themselves quietly, and some just stood around quietly, I was constantly watching her breathing becoming weaker with each intake and finally after that one exhale she never took in anymore, and I knew that was her last. But the saddest moment was when that happened my eldest daughter was also observing her and she'd seen her last breath. My second girl was sitting on the floor beside the bed, I guessed she couldn't bear to see her Grandma suffering.
We all cried but not dramatically cos we were prepared and we were also glad that the good Lord had taken Grandma from her misery.
Well, a year has passed and we still miss her. But we're thankful and grateful to God that she had not been suffering much and for making her strong as an ox. We love you Grandma!
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Posted by jthomas on 2008-01-17 10:12:05 | Rating: | Views: 59
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Hello - i also lost my mother in December 2006. She was 79, but she was never old. She was my Mother, my friend and my soul mate. I know the heartache you must all have suffered.
Best wishes to you and your family.
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Posted by Headinclouds
on 2008-01-17 10:29:02
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Thank you Headinclouds. I'm sorry for your loss too and yes, she was definitely never old.
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Posted by jthomas
on 2008-01-17 10:37:55
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You honor grandma with your post. We never stop missing those we lost, but when we remember them, like you have here, they live on forever.
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Posted by blairstreetgirl
on 2008-01-17 11:16:01
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A beautiful tribute for a much loved lady.
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Posted by Gwatlan
on 2008-01-18 04:25:00
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Thank you blairstreetgirl and Gwatlan :)
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Posted by jthomas
on 2008-01-19 09:15:57
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