A bed, that only yesterday, you laid.
A room, that only yesterday, was filled with the buzzing sounds of the face mask, heavy breathing, and an air of silent concern.
Everything is silent now.
On 11/10/2018, at 10.30 am, a strong and resilient woman whom I am proud to call my grandmother, has returned to Allah SWT.
Truly, the past one year and more has been a constant battle between nenek and her health. As her immune system weakened, and her organs deteriorated, one thing, that never faltered from my beautiful grandmother was her fighting spirit.
Through the immense pain she felt, she was still able to give a bright smile to anyone who visits her in the hospital. In her fragile state, she was always still trying her best to please those around her. Her smile, the reassuring squeeze when she gave when you held her hand... she was always so strong.
If there is one thing, that I have learnt from watching my grandma battle her illness this past one year, is to never give up.
Even when the odds are against you, never give up.
Although, you are no longer with us, nenek, i'm sure you were aware by how much you are loved by everyone around you. From atuk, to your children, grandchildren and everyone else, you are loved and adored.
I can only hope to touch as many lives as you have done, nenek.
Life is fleeting.
But because of that, make the most of it. Live your life, with passion, with love and most of all, with gratefulness.
Goodbye, nenek. Love you always.
InsyaAllah, may we meet again in the hereafter.
