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Sunday, November 20, 2005

I ♥ Squadron 1:04 AM

The family started with her and her husband adopting 3 blessed kids into her family. She had difficult time aftersince she got married. But my grandfather and her were happy despite the problems and sadness, difficult life they had.

People were jealous of them being together, thus they seek revenge. They did something to my grandmother that unable her to be pregnant. She had to take care of sickly family members despite of her own health problems.

All three kids had different reasons to be given away. My dad was given away because his twin sister passed away. His real dad stated that he feels incomplete and considered as not nice to buy only a pair of clothes went he usually buys it 2. Thus when my grandmother heard about it, she quickly took in my dad. My aunt was taken in bcoz her real mother had passed away. My aunt was a baby, often falling sick, thus her real dad couldn't take care of her. My oldest aunt was taken in as her mother felt pitiful of my grandmother and my grandfather. She took care of these 3 kids since they were babies, thus they grew closer and felt like they were a real family.

My grandma still allow the real family of the kids to be in contact, so now my family tree can't be drawn. It is a huge huge old tree, where the branches are no longer visible. The huge tree is growing bigger and each leaf resembles each family member. The braches are interjoined as somehow, some one is related.

I had 6 grandparents. My mom has many half-brothas and sistas. My dad has blood brothas and sistas, and foster sistas. Even though many kids were scared of her as she was fierce, many loved her, as a mother, a sister, a friend, a grandmother, and a great grandmother.

Although my grandmother has left us, her name is still on the top list. Only Allah will know how to pay her for her many good deeds, that has changed lotsa lifes for the better. That's why I love her the most. That's why I am inspired and wish to adopt kids and change their lives too.

Recently, my family went thru the most painful event of the year. We didn't expect it although we were much thru it. We didn't wanna lose that someone, but we did. But I still am not able to accept the fact, the truth that hurts us all. That hurt the family.
My grandma passed away on the 10 of November, 8 of Syawal to be correct. If I am not wrong, it is around 3 or 4 am, as said by the tukang mandi mayat. She said if the body is cold and hard, then it could be like 2 to 3 hours since the soul left it's place.
Scientific statement was 6.30am, but then it could be earlier. Although we did spend lotsa important time with her, you think it's enough? Not to me. I know I could have done lotsa more for her, to pay for what she had done for me, and the family. She died at 87.

My last pic with her, on my 16th birthday..