On September 6, I got the news that my maternal grandmother was diagnosed with Stage 4 Lung cancer.
On November 21, she quietly passed away in her hospital room at St. Luke’s Medical Center. She was with her night nurse and my mom.
Life gave me a very aggressive wake up call three months ago. It was like she was saying, “You may think this is what’s going to happen in the next few months but think again.” Almost all my plans for 2017 were changed because of what happened. I ended up deciding to stay in Manila indefinitely, got a job so that I could be near the hospital, and put my plans of doing Yoga teacher training or migrating to the United States on hold. Why I did this will be saved for another post.
For now, my family and I will be in mourning for the loss of my Guama, a woman that all agree that had left too soon. She was known to be caring and faithful to God. Many people, myself included, weeped greatly during her memorial. But as the Pastor reiterated many, many times; we should not feel sadness for her because she is in a far better place now.
At least the pain is over, Guama. I still miss you everyday.