My Grandma, My Superwoman

The unfinished post... since April...

My grandma - whom we fondly call MaMa. She was our Superwoman, and will always be.

After battling 17 days in the hospital, she finally left us on 1st April 2012. On April Fools Day? oh how we wished it was a just a joke. But reality hit us hard on the face when we saw her still body on the hospital bed.

We were packing our things and making our way to the hospital when I called Mommy, saying that maybe I will drop by in the evening instead, after my event in the Hotel. But she said calmly,

" No lar, I think you better come now, Mama left already"

" Har???"

That was the only word I could utter, and nothing else came out from my mouth. Darling stopped the car and asked me what was wrong, and I told him. He was as shocked as I was. The first phone call I made was to my sisters, asking them to go to hospital quickly without saying the reason. Second phone call, was to my assistant at work, asking her to fill in at the Hotel to overlook the event. By now, tears were streaming down my face already, screaming in disbelief that I have lost my dear Grandmother. It felt like a lie, a cruel lie... as I was just with her the night before - talking and laughing with her. Darling did his best to calm me down, comforting me and driving to the hospital at the same time is not easy at all. I cried out loudly in the car as I couldn't accept the fact that she has left us. He drove as fast as he could, and when we reached Tong Shin hospital..I made my way up to the room. I couldn't bear watching her lifeless body on that bed, and it was certainly not easy to hold back my tears as I stood there with the rest of my family, saying Goodbye..

The next few days in Bentong, going through the funeral service and many prayer sessions was more painful than anything.Knowing that the buckets of tears that we shed will never bring her back to us. As I knelt down in front of the coffin, while the chantings were going on, I had so many flashbacks of Mama. She was there in every stage of my life, every little thing she said and did, I could remember it all so well. As the burial day came, the hard truth sank in, that I will never see her again. But I know that she will always live in our hearts, and the memories that we have will always be there..

I miss you Mama...and I promise that I will take good care of Yeh Yeh...