Today's Post

04 February 2007

Beloved Lola Mamang

I call her lola mamang and it was shortly after her death did i realize that it was a bit redundant. That's how my dad call her, mamang, that's why my brothers and i call her lola mamang. hehe grandmother mother. grandma ma. grand mama. yeah she was grand.

How do we say goodbye to someone so dear to us? How do we bid farewell to someone who has inspired us greatly with her whole life? It isn’t easy as it may seem. We try to avoid uttering the very words that show our acceptance of her leaving. And it gets even harder when our memories with her rush back to our consciousness, enkindling in our hearts the happiness we had with her. We recall those very moments we laughed with her, the very moments when her mere presence had uplifted our downtrodden hearts. How she sat beside us on an ordinary day, and yet we remember it today as if it were one of the most extraordinary times we had with her. Oh, how much we want to say thank you to her but just couldn’t know how to say it. How we want to embrace her with much love and gratitude but couldn’t find the right time to do it. How we want to thank her for being the great woman that she is.

<>We recall the thousand times we had misunderstanding with her. The times when we couldn’t quite understand what she wanted to point out, or the times she couldn’t quite accept what we wanted her to understand. Oh, but how she tried to understand us… Much as we want to forget these moments and remain with the happy ones, they’re still part of our memories with her. They’re still part of the thousand reasons why we love her so much. They’re still part of what gives us the great image that we have of her. Regrets come to mind, and yet all we want to do is to say sorry for the times we might have hurt her feelings -- for those times we deliberately did what was against her will.

God gave her the gift of life, to walk upon the grounds of this earth, to laugh with us, to cry for us, to care for us, and most especially to love us. Her whole life, she was oblivious of how much she inspired most of us here, and yet it was where she did excellently. She was a person of integrity and compassion, a loving mother and inspiring teacher. How could anyone who truly loves her overlook her being special? She is indeed that special mother, sister and teacher, but more importantly, a true daughter of God.

When we truly love someone, the hardest part is bidding farewell. So the question still remains unanswered, how do we say goodbye to someone special to us? Maybe this is it, the struggle to say goodbye is what shows how much we love her, and the acceptance and joy with the thought of her being with Our Father, is what truly shows our love for God through her. How do we say goodbye? We never say goodbye, because the thought of her being with Him, is yet another inspiration for us to be with her again when our time comes. No goodbye’s, but “I will see you” would do just fine.

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my most vivid memory with her is when i was a kid and she taught me to play with fire. there was no electricity then and we had to use candles. she showed me trick that amazed me then -- she would let her finger pass through the flame of the candle. being the curious and naughty kid that i was, i stopped her hand right when her finger touched the fire and told her "sige nga lola, tagalan mo nga sa apoy." yeah. but she didn't reprimand me, in fact she loved me even more.

to my lola, you will be forever missed. How lovely it must be to be where you are right now. Tell Him i said hi. :)

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Anonymous said...

tama.."see you later" lang :) i miss them too especially kuya mike..parang kahapon lang nangyari lahat ng memories with him..ayun..thanks for the entry :)

Karen said...

yeah.. iba talaga when you miss them.

Anonymous said...

onga..but they're part of life..madaming mga sana but at least we have those treasured moments with them to cherish..i bet she's happy for your appreciation of her existence..that she's proud to be your grandmother :)