Ah Zhor (the boys' great grandmother) passed away peacefully Saturday morning at the age of 83. She was a strong and fiesty lady who single-handedly took care of her 6 children after my grandpa passed away when I was in kindergarten. She worked hard but still took time to travel around the world. She loved the idea of being on the move, going out almost everyday, sometimes driving from the West to the East of Singapore. She never liked the idea of staying at home doing nothing. Every weekday, she would leave before sunrise and drive to her Taichi lessons at the Botanic Gardens. And to keep her mind sharp and active she enjoyed playing mahjong.
Ah Zhor doted Justin and Jonathan a lot. Everytime she went on business trips to Malaysia there would always be something for the kids, be it diapers, clothes, toys or food. I remember once Justin had so many toys he wanted to carry, that in desperation I gave him a big black trash bag to put his toys temporarily. He dragged the whole bag along with him down the stairs, making so much noise that Ah Zhor came to see what was going on. "Eh, Karung guni!" (rag and bone man) she smiled and laughed. If it were someone else making that noise, it would have been a different story.
However, three years ago she suddenly became unconscious, lost her balance and fell to the floor hitting her head. MRI scan showed that she had a tumour in her brain which affected her normal functions. Her health began to deteriorate. I tried to spend more time with her, postponing the time to join Papa in Taiwan for another half year. She loved the cool breeze and walks at East Coast Park, while enjoying her favourite ice cream. She also loved to hear the voices of her great grandchildren. When the kids call her, her eyes would open wide and she would smile and nod her head with joy.
Ah Mah (as I call her) had a great influence on my life without which I would not be who I am today. She will always be in our hearts.
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I would also like to give gratitude to my mum who was the main care giver for the past three years. My mum has done the best job, being the eldest daughter, taking care of Ah Mah's needs, sending her to the hospital for checkups, etc. She was under constant physical and mental stress. It was not easy seeing Ah Mah grow weaker each day, yet she still continued to give the best care at home.
Thank you, Mum.