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My grandmother passed away.
She had breast cancer and kidney failure. She died wednesday last week.
Mommy and my nanny took turns in looking out for my bed ridden grandma.
On wednesday at exact 1 am it's mommy's turn to look after grandma. She went to the kitchen to get some biscuits. When she came back she noticed that granny was awfully quiet. She usually grumbles.
Mommy checked her pulse, none. She then called my dad and daddy. The one who died btw is my GREAT GRANDMOTHER. Who I call "MAMA BABY" I call my grandmother; the mother of my Mom, mommy. same with my daddy. I call my parents mama and papa.
Anyway, they transferred mama baby to the hospital. I didn't know if they tried to revive her.
I was asleep when these all happened.
My mama. (mother) has work from 6 pm to 4 am. but she got off of work at 2 and fetched me at home.
She kept banging my door. and when I woke up she said. "Quickly! Mama Baby already passed away."
I wasn't able to digest the information at first.
But seeing her on the emergency bed covered with a cloth from head to toe. I couldn't.... I wasn't able to keep my tears.
Yesterday was her burial. I was absent in school for three days. We took her to her province, well to her husbands province. When the men from the funerary carried her coffin out to their service car. My mommy and her sibling cried so hard. Seeing mommy's brothers who I rarely see letting out their emotions bawling their eyes out was really painful to see. When we got to the cemetery my mommy's sister, Aunty Nilda cried so much. Because she flew from the US to here in Philippines hoping to see or to even talk to her mother before she breathes her last breath. But she was too late. It was too painful for her because when mama baby's husband died aunty nilda wasn't able to make it on time too.
When they were lowering down her casket I looked around and saw everyone crying. Not a single person wasn't shedding a tear or two. The crew of the funerary knew mama baby also so they too cried.
I realized that no on would call me "TURE" instead of "TORI" no one would annoy the hell out of me.
No one would make me chocolate puddings in the morning.
There's no one who would sing me to sleep even if I'm a teenager now.
Mama baby. I love you.
She had breast cancer and kidney failure. She died wednesday last week.
Mommy and my nanny took turns in looking out for my bed ridden grandma.
On wednesday at exact 1 am it's mommy's turn to look after grandma. She went to the kitchen to get some biscuits. When she came back she noticed that granny was awfully quiet. She usually grumbles.
Mommy checked her pulse, none. She then called my dad and daddy. The one who died btw is my GREAT GRANDMOTHER. Who I call "MAMA BABY" I call my grandmother; the mother of my Mom, mommy. same with my daddy. I call my parents mama and papa.
Anyway, they transferred mama baby to the hospital. I didn't know if they tried to revive her.
I was asleep when these all happened.
My mama. (mother) has work from 6 pm to 4 am. but she got off of work at 2 and fetched me at home.
She kept banging my door. and when I woke up she said. "Quickly! Mama Baby already passed away."
I wasn't able to digest the information at first.
But seeing her on the emergency bed covered with a cloth from head to toe. I couldn't.... I wasn't able to keep my tears.
Yesterday was her burial. I was absent in school for three days. We took her to her province, well to her husbands province. When the men from the funerary carried her coffin out to their service car. My mommy and her sibling cried so hard. Seeing mommy's brothers who I rarely see letting out their emotions bawling their eyes out was really painful to see. When we got to the cemetery my mommy's sister, Aunty Nilda cried so much. Because she flew from the US to here in Philippines hoping to see or to even talk to her mother before she breathes her last breath. But she was too late. It was too painful for her because when mama baby's husband died aunty nilda wasn't able to make it on time too.
When they were lowering down her casket I looked around and saw everyone crying. Not a single person wasn't shedding a tear or two. The crew of the funerary knew mama baby also so they too cried.
I realized that no on would call me "TURE" instead of "TORI" no one would annoy the hell out of me.
No one would make me chocolate puddings in the morning.
There's no one who would sing me to sleep even if I'm a teenager now.
Mama baby. I love you.