Hi everyone, I do apologise for being missing for the last few days…
On Wednesday morning, my grandmother (my father’s mother) passed away at the age of 96.
She left behind 4 children, 8 grandchildren and 10 great-grand children (of which I have contributed 3).
Almost all our family members and close friends are in town at the moment. It has been a busy week for my family.
My grandmother was born in 1917, in China. Almost a whole century ago. It boggles my mind as to what kind of childhood she had. Growing up in China. Fleeing from the Japanese occupation. Escaping to Singapore. Meeting her husband. Then living a life of simplicity and hardship with her young family – 2 boys and 2 girls.
Her husband (my grandpa) died about 30 years ago. She never remarried. But she remained very close to all her children, who took her in and looked after her well. She eventually moved to Perth, always living with family and being cared for by family, friends, a local church group and friends from the local Chinese community.
Everyone said they would remember her as a strong, quick-witted, feisty lady! That she was! She was always smiling too, always caring and always full of good humour.
The funeral was held on the weekend.
So many people turned up to support us and to share some lovely memories of her.
At the cemetery, the rain stopped just in time. The sun came out from behind the clouds as we slowly walked through the cemetery grounds. She was buried in the same lot as her husband. We said goodbye to her with a sprigs of lavender and cut flowers from the garden.
Goodbye Ah Poh, we will miss you and I hope one day I will be a strong, quick-witted, feisty old lady too!