I thought I could be with her forever for she's been relatively healthy for almost one century. Truth is, nobody lives forever.
I regret I was not by her side on her last days with us. I regret Naomi didn't have the chance to meet her great-grandmother.
29 April 2012: The very last photo of my Grandma I took during my last visit to Indonesia.
No perfect words could describe how I miss her now. I miss hearing her voice. I miss her sweet smile. I miss her smell. I miss holding her frail arms to help her walk or climb the steps. I miss sharing my freshly baked home-made cakes or cookies with her. I miss having small talks or just simple conversations with her like "Have you eaten? What did you eat just now?". I even miss just looking at her, for no reason.
Realizing that I won't be able to see her again whenever I come home to Indonesia is really painful.
However, I guess it's time to let go as she is surely in a better place now - together with her son, my late uncle whom she'd missed so very much.
Now, I wish nothing but the best for her, wherever she is.
Losing two close family members in less than two months time is indeed not easy to cope with.
P/S: Emak, why did you have to go so soon? Don't you know I still want to buy you a big jar of Regal Marie Biscuits, a pack of Vanilla Gold Roast Cereal Mix, a box of Genji Strawberry Pie, some mochi and dried fruits. All of them are your favourites...