For the longest time, I've recognized death as a part of the cycle of life. A life is exchanged for another. But in all my 21 years, I've never managed to answer the question "why is it so hard to let go?"
My maternal grandmother has passed on, leaving behind four sons, two daughters, thirteen granddaughters, two grandsons and two great-granddaughters. When she lived, she wasn't always the perfect person... She would nag me for wearing loose jeans and having really messy hair; she would stop me from eating the last bit of chocolate... But I loved her all the more for it, 'cause she knew better than to spoil us. She's every bit as similar as my own mom... From the nagging to the sheer love she has for us.
I don't regret not being there to say goodbye, because it would've been the most difficult thing for me to look at the woman who would give me my life by giving birth to my mother. One of the things I will remember fondly is how lola spoke English to me when she didn't know I coul...
My maternal grandmother has passed on, leaving behind four sons, two daughters, thirteen granddaughters, two grandsons and two great-granddaughters. When she lived, she wasn't always the perfect person... She would nag me for wearing loose jeans and having really messy hair; she would stop me from eating the last bit of chocolate... But I loved her all the more for it, 'cause she knew better than to spoil us. She's every bit as similar as my own mom... From the nagging to the sheer love she has for us.
I don't regret not being there to say goodbye, because it would've been the most difficult thing for me to look at the woman who would give me my life by giving birth to my mother. One of the things I will remember fondly is how lola spoke English to me when she didn't know I coul...
