Date: 16th July 2009
I wrote this about 9 months ago, and I decided to post it back.
She was never a real mother, a real grandmother, and a real person to me. After all these years, my mother decided to bring us to our hometown during one of the celebrations back in 2006. Since then, we have been receiving the biggest amount of red packet from her, we have been visiting them once every year and we have started knowing more about my mother's family side.
She was a good cook,
she had her own motorcycle,
she used to call frequently for my mother,
she hated sitting on the wheelchair and using crutches because she didn't like feeling disabled,
she was very bold and wasn't afraid to speak up, and
she was exactly like my mother.
In the year of 2009...
She had a heart attack,
she was brought to the hospital in KL,
she was discharged, and
she was bed ridden.
And finally this morning, after 84 life-filled years,
I received an sms from my mom, and asked me not to reply back.
She did not manage to wake up.
I had three grandmothers. I know all of them are watching over us from above now.
My mom used to say, "What's the point crying over them when they are no longer here but never once shown them that you care when they are still alive?"
I wonder does she still feel the same way.
xxx Rest in peace, Chin Po xxx
I wrote this about 9 months ago, and I decided to post it back.
She was never a real mother, a real grandmother, and a real person to me. After all these years, my mother decided to bring us to our hometown during one of the celebrations back in 2006. Since then, we have been receiving the biggest amount of red packet from her, we have been visiting them once every year and we have started knowing more about my mother's family side.
She was a good cook,
she had her own motorcycle,
she used to call frequently for my mother,
she hated sitting on the wheelchair and using crutches because she didn't like feeling disabled,
she was very bold and wasn't afraid to speak up, and
she was exactly like my mother.
In the year of 2009...
She had a heart attack,
she was brought to the hospital in KL,
she was discharged, and
she was bed ridden.
And finally this morning, after 84 life-filled years,
I received an sms from my mom, and asked me not to reply back.
She did not manage to wake up.
I had three grandmothers. I know all of them are watching over us from above now.
My mom used to say, "What's the point crying over them when they are no longer here but never once shown them that you care when they are still alive?"
I wonder does she still feel the same way.
xxx Rest in peace, Chin Po xxx
