My "Great" Great Granny

There's never a wish, better than this, if you only had a hundred years to live (Five For Fighting - 100 years)



I believe that I'm one of the lucky people regarding family. I still have a great granny. Until yesterday...

At around 08.30 a.m, my great granny from my dad passed away (Tuesday, 7 October 2008) after almost a hundred years living in this world. I don't know exactly how old she was, but my dad is 51 years old, so Mbah Dok (my great granny's nickname) would possibly be more than 90 years old.

She was a very tough woman. She still recognized us in the last days of her life. I visited her this lebaran day. She had already been in bed for about 40 days after she fell down in the bathroom. She didn't eat at all, only took water. My dad, my sister, my brother and I held her hand when we greeted her. She said to us that it was the time for her to go and she asked us to let her go. And we said we did.


I was sad hearing that, but I thought that she had had her journey well. She did a great job nurturing all of us. You see, she had been through a lot, more than most people could bear. She had nine children but only two survived. They died when they were little. She experienced pains, losses, disaster, problems, any kind of things for ages and yet she still got up and fought. Even for her age, she was still taking care of her grandchildren and great grandchildren when they were in trouble. She's just a hard bedrock, man. Like no bullet would make her get shot, no bomb would make her explode, no nuclear weapon would make her surrender. Remember the battery rabbit? I guess my great granny is like that one.

Yeah, when you have been through so much in your life, anything that happens to you is just another day. Just bring it on!

Mbah Dok, thank you so much for what you have done for all of us.
I will keep you in my heart always.
LOVE YOU...