Indeed, Dead is inevitable. In one way or the other we all have memories of people, whom we lost to the cold hands of dead. It was indeed a great loss to us but yet the good memories we had with them while on earth kept lingering in our hearts. Many of us wish our loved ones never passed away but we have no choice, we have no power over their lives but the most important thing that never leaves us is the beautiful memories we have with them.
Today I will be sharing with you the memory of a special one who passed away in 25 June 2021. It was indeed a great loss but her memory with us can never be forgotten. The memory of the special one I'm talking about is my grandmother. She's my mum's mother. When talking about a woman who loves the Lord and a woman who is ever caring, she can never be left out.
Whenever I'm with her, she do share me biblical stories, even right in her old age Grandma is always with her glasses reading her bible. Not only was she committed to God, She was a loving mother. Out of the little she had she do buy us snacks and ensure that I and my siblings were doing fine. Even when she was in the village, she do call us daily to ensure we are doing fine. Most of the time whenever she calls she always shower loads of prayer on us.
My grandma never joked about farming, I learnt some major farming skills from her. In her old age, she still loved engaging herself in some farming activities, although my mum was against it due to her old age, yet she chose to engage in farming because she derived joy in doing it.
The funny thing about my grandma is that she loves staying in the village. Whenever we ask her to stay with us for at least four months in the city. She always says it's too long. Her reason is because she believes no one will feed her goats and fowls in the village, she loves rearing animals and she believes no one can take care of them as much as she does. Whenever she comes down to the city, she always call does who are in the village to always take care of her goats and fowl.
My grandma is always fun to be with, I learned most traditional and ancient songs from her. She also taught me how to do knitting of clothes. Also, I learned some core moral values from her, which have always been of help to me in diverse aspects of life.
I remember the day she passed on, she called us that faithful morning and prayed for us as she always do, but her voice was quite low. My mum asked her what was wrong and she said she was abit sick and that it started in the night. She was asked to go to the hospital but she insisted that she would be fine and that it was just mere cold. The next call we received from her later in the day was that she had passed on. It was like a shock to me, it was hard to believe.
Although she was quite old She passed on at age 89. But yet her memory kept on lingering in my heart.
I was able to move on after a while because we all know that death is inevitable. The beautiful memories I shared with her made it easy for me to move on. But yet in it all, She will always be dear to me and her memories will continually dwelll right in my heart.
