When my paternal grandmother was still alive, we would never fail to celebrate her birthday yearly. Although I am not close to her, and in fact, she looked down on my family because my father, to her, was the worst performing child only because my father had to work to support her while the rest of his siblings pursued higher education. Still, without her around, the extended family seems to have disintegrated. After all, we have one less reason to get together.
My paternal grandmother was an orphan and her birth records were unclear. In fact, 13th September was not her date of birth and the year that was written on her birth certificate was not the year she was born in. But then a person needs to have a date of birth and somehow, 13th September was chosen as the date and that was the date we would celebrate her birthday for her every year.
She was a Roman Catholic and Christmas was another occasion that the whole family got together to celebrate the season with her. Without her, that was yet another reason less to get together. I remember getting Christmas gifts from her when my siblings, cousins and I were young but as we got older, she started giving us cash instead. I guess cash is more practical or perhaps she has exhausted her Christmas gift giving ideas.
Today I remember her and the loss that came with her demise. We did not just lose her but also everything that she represented, we also lost the family warmth that we used to share.
My paternal grandmother was an orphan and her birth records were unclear. In fact, 13th September was not her date of birth and the year that was written on her birth certificate was not the year she was born in. But then a person needs to have a date of birth and somehow, 13th September was chosen as the date and that was the date we would celebrate her birthday for her every year.
She was a Roman Catholic and Christmas was another occasion that the whole family got together to celebrate the season with her. Without her, that was yet another reason less to get together. I remember getting Christmas gifts from her when my siblings, cousins and I were young but as we got older, she started giving us cash instead. I guess cash is more practical or perhaps she has exhausted her Christmas gift giving ideas.
Today I remember her and the loss that came with her demise. We did not just lose her but also everything that she represented, we also lost the family warmth that we used to share.
1 comments:
it is always painful to remember the death of loved ones. i hope ur fine today.
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