Tonight, I found out that my grandmother has passed away.
I’ve mentally prepared myself for this since I visited her in the hospital in San Francisco with my family, and yet this is not any easier. I’ve never had to deal with this in my life, so to put it bluntly: this is not easy.
While standing by her side in that hospital, I realized that I was getting angry. Very angry. Angry at the world. Angry for taking a loved one and putting them under such duress. Angry for bringing concern and worry to the lives of her children. Angry for bringing an entire family to tears.
How could the world do such a thing?
And then I took a look around and realized: my grandmother is a part of each and every single member of my family. Her children, nieces, and nephews have all created wonderful families. Each of us possesses a bit of her in our blood, in our minds, and in our hearts, and that will never change.
You are a part of all of us, grandma, and that gives me peace. Please say hello to grandpa for me.
I love you.
Rest in peace, Elisa Q. Lim.