halal pig pig: July 2010

Put on some makeup for my grandma before they put her into the coffin. That would be the last time. She'd wanted to look pretty, always did. Gave her a goodbye kiss on the forehead before they cover the lid. Flashes of her just ran across my head - she holding my hand, walking me to school, she making bread and putting it in a handmade bag for me to bring to school in the morning, she walking across the padang in pouring rain to buy me a badminton racket because I complaint I didnt have one, she scolding me, i scolding back, she watching black and white P.Ramlee shows, swearing in malay when something bad happens to P.Ramlee, she and I dancing in the living room, we laughing, she attempting to make kaya for the first time, she cooking and calling me to bathe and eat dinner, I making a big fuss when she did, she waking me up for school, i saying '5 minutes' everytime she does that. She and I talking in the back room, always asking me not to over spend, to be nice to my parents. We counting coins that we saved, so that she can change in the market. The morning walks with auntie Choo, the evening walks to buy putu mayam... She never gave up on me despite my disobedience and my temper. She gave and never expected anything back in return. She showed me unconditional love. I thank God for giving me my mama for 28years. I'm happy that she's now with Jesus, free from suffering and pain yet sad that she's left me. She'd continue to look after me from heaven, that I know. I love you, mama. Jesus please look after my mama for me...