In Memoriam: Nanay

September 28, 2007


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I'm lonely, but never alone...



Father,

My grandmother (not your mother, but the one I fondly call "Nanay"), had passed away last September 18, 2007 at exactly 4:55p.m.She was declared Dead on Arrival at the Mary Immaculate Hospital and the autopsy conducted at Loyola Memorial Chapels revealed she had diedof a cardiac arrest. The autopsy doctor explained that almost all her veins had gone brittle due to senasence and half of them had exploded,causing the huge bruises on her arms and legs. The medication given to her at the Medical City after she suffered a mild stroke 7 days beforeher passing, remained trapped in her stomach, as well as the water we gave to hydrate her, because her veins had already failed to work. A rupturedvital vein in the head area had put an end to all her suffering, and she is now wandering the Earth for 10 days now. And though it sounds unbelievable,she had lived a healthy dose of 96 years of life, a term some people call "double life".

The 4-day wake was conducted at Arlington East Memorial Chapel,and it was attended by all the people who loved Nanay and also those who love the people she had left. She was cremated back at Loyola (because they were the only ones with the facility to do so), last Sunday, September 23, 2007, at 1:00pm.Her remains are now kept in a white marble urn that is currently staying in our house, but after the 9 days of consecutive prayer, she will be laid in an ossuary here at the Sta. Clara de Montefalco Cathedral on October 1, at around 3:00 p.m.

I wrote this to remember her, to relieve the emotions I had bottled up inside, and to tell you that you don't have any reason to be afraid to come back home anymore.Even at the wake, her guiding presence was eminent, as she had made way to unite the broken family that her husband left her. I don't doubt she'll do the same for ours,seeing that she now practically knows the existence of this blog and its purpose. But to do such would need much of your cooperation...

If you ever see a black butterfly, or smell the scent of orchids from nowhere, remember Nanay, and remember the home where you once lived as my father.

Urban Witch