bye bye 'nay.
My grandma just died hours ago. I call my grandma "Inay" (Filipino/Tagalog for "mother") because she's like my 2nd mother.
Maybe God wanted her to rest... at least she's not suffering anymore. She had bone marrow cancer, and we did everything we could to prolong her life. She stayed here in our house, got a private doctor, and stayed with her day and night. I saw her suffer. We waited for a miracle. But of course, God knows what's best. So I guess I have to accept it.
They said that people could have bone marrow cancer for 10 years without knowing it, and then the symptoms will just show up whenever that person's death is nearing... That's what happened to Inay. I've always known her to be a strong woman. She killed the cockroaches I'm afraid of. She stayed by my side when my other grandma died. She stayed with me and took care of me when I was young. She never spanked me. Everyone in our clan knows that I'm Inay's favorite grandchild. That's why everyone was worried about me when she died. I was actually the last person to know she died this afternoon. I only knew about it when I came home...
Inay stayed at my bedroom the whole time she was suffering. She also died there... So I guess my room won't be the same anymore. I will think of her everytime I go there... And it would be harder to accept her death... So I guess I have to stay away from my room for a while.
I will really miss her. Really really really...
WTH!!! I'm crying again. Darn it.