Steemit Philippines Community Photography Contest Week 6- 14 Theme: LIFE STORY - Share a Great Memory of a Deceased Loved One - My Beloved Mother and Nearest Family Member's Death

The first time I felt the pain about losing for someone who joined to our creature was the death of my 22 years old Uncle who was just graduated from his maritime engineering course. He graduated March 2013 and died on October 13, 1983 while sleeping. It was followed by the death of my grandfather when I was 15 years old. He picked maribeles leaves on its tree up above the plant for the pigs we had. He was falling down from the tree. We brought him to the hospital but after 6 days, he left us behind last July 8, 1985. The death of these two important people of my life cause a tremendous pained I couldn't almost bear. Their sudden death was happened unexpectedly.

We accepted the fact that we are all bound to our final destination but my Uncle was too young and my grandfather too. Yet, we passed those trials in our life.

Last 1990, it happened again when I lost my paternal grandfather while sleeping again, a day after the burial of his younger brother. He was in pained but didn't cry. He went home and found him dead. Then, in 2014, I lost my grandmother in my father side. She loved me with so much love because I was her eldest grandchild. The last time I saw here alive when I went home for my vacation last 2014 and the following year 2015, she was gone forever. It saddened me again because I was here abroad. I didn't see her last time on earth. I just cried and cried with so much unbearable pain. I knew she understood me in my situation. The last time we were together, she told me that perhaps it would be our last hugged and it happened.

Grab this picture from my brother messenger.

The death of My Beloved Mother

She was my mother who being harshed to me when I was a child . She did it to let me grew a better person. It was more than a discipline but I accepted everything. I lovey mother whatever she did to me. Before the covid19 announcement about the massive lockdown, my mother died last March 03, 2020. She was a dialysis patient for 3 years. I provided everytning for my mother. She was humbly taking cared by my beloved father and sister at home and brought her to the city two times a week. The travel was not easy through paying an ambulance. We spent a lot of money and she bid farewell while my father was sleeping in her side. There was no sign of struggle.

My father narrated the story that at 12 noon, he fed my mother. After feeding my mother she told him to eat his lunch before going to take an afternoon nap. My mother called my father at 1:30 pm checking my father if he had taken his lunch. My father answer that, he was going to sleep on that moment. That was the last voice of my mother that my father heard. Remember, my mother became blind last 2015.

One of our neighbors who helped my father in picking up firewood, came inside the house. He called my father and my mother at 3pm. No one answered. The man felt something bad because my mother could easily heard everytime he called them before entering the house. He shouted to my father, to please wake up to see my mother not talking anymore.

My father called the name of my mother and hugged her, my mother was still warm but already lifeless. 15 minutes after the confirmation of my mother's death, message from my sister popped up in my phone. It was 10:30 am here in Saudi, the message told me that my mother had just passed away peacefully. That was her wished and prayer before that she wanted to die without struggling from life and death. God granted her prayer.

Last week of her life talking in the messenger. She always showed her unconditional love everytime we talked. She was being grateful for adding days to her life before she died by supporting financially for her dialysis.

One of her wishes before was to celebrate their 50 years Golden Anniversary last January 12, 2020. It happened and she died 2 months after the celebration.

There was a time I talked to her while she had the oxygen but she survived. I bought oxygen tank for her. Crying time every time we talked before. I missed her so much. The last time I hugged her was 2019.

Hard to say goodbye, Nanay!

I was so thankful to God, even though I didn't come home for her death, social media helped me . Day and night I kept on my Mobile phone screen looking the people around. The last night vigil of my mother was a moony night.

Messenger screen shot.

Kahit wala ako sa Pilipinas, ganyan nalang ginagawa ko, naka on ang cellphone at nakikita ko sila at hindi ko makalimutan ang bahay namin sa huling araw at gabi bago siya ilibing ay parang kay ganda tingnan. Maliwanag ang buwan at nakita ko screenshot na ito na parang araw ngunit ito ay gabi. Kita ko pa ang buwan sumisilip sa taas ng mga niyog. Alam ba ninyo, kung ano ang nararamdaman ko sa linggong iyon. Gusto ko mayakap sa huling pagkakataon ang mahal kong ina. Kahit naging matapang siya sa pagdisiplina sa akin noong ako ay bata, imbis magagalit puso ko, hindi ko ginawa na magalit bagkos ginawa kong inspiration para magimg isang manuting anak kasi alam ko ang layunin ni Nanay ko ay hindi mapariwara sa buhay ko. At ito ako ngayon kahit papano ay lumaking may puso at hindi nananakit dahil alam ko ang sakit kung paano masasaktan. Mahal kita Nanay ko, balang araw magkikita din tayo sa tamang oras, tamang panahon para mayakap po kitang muli.*

Ito ang araw kung kailan inilibing ang Nanay Belly ko, daming tao sumama sa paglibing niya.

Huling yakap at larawan sa oras na ito, ako ay pabalik Saudi Arabia na.

Paglisan ng Asawa Ko 2004

He was 34, I was not around. He died in the arm of my son before reaching the hospital. My son was alone with him, he was 14 years old on that time. I celebrated new year of 2005 on the top of the world via Emirates Airline. He was born December 20, and he died December 27, 2004. One of the hardest time of life, I was not around but I went home paying my last respect. Last 2019, I visited his tomb together with my grandchildren and daughter in law. Gaano kaya siya ka happy kung kasama pa namin siya ,kasama ang mga apo namin? It was a heartbreaking moment in my life.

Hanggang dito lang kami nagkikita tuwing bakasyon.

Ang ginagawa ko dahil minsan makauwi sa Pilipinas, inuutosan ko ang kapatid ko kasa mga pamangkin para dalawin ang aming mahal na kamag-anak kahit hindi Araw ng mga Patay.

Screenshot ng nasa sementeryo sila naglilinis at nag video call kami ng kapatid ko.

Ganyan ako nagmamahal kahit sa mga taong matagal ng namatay. Dinadalaw ko sila sa sementeryo tuwing ako ay nagbabakasyon. Kalimutan ko pa ang buhay dalawin, pero yong mga patay ay lagi kong naalala.

Hanggang dito nalang at sa muling storya ng buhay.

Maraming salamat sa pagbasa!