Thursday, January 6, 2011

when the memory becomes a treasure..

On the gloomy morning of December 27th, I lost my grandmother.


My grandmother, Rahma (= mercy), whose name couldn't describe her better, was like no other.

She raised 8 kids on her own, slept at night with all of them tucked in around her, while my grandfather went on from one business trip to another to build a future for them. He'd finally become a rich businessman, but she never changed from her same old simple, down-to-earth self. She didn't want to leave her 25-year-old house and move into a much bigger one in a newer district, but she eventually gave in.

She lost a kid because a nurse didn't do her job right and she got through it. She was a fighter. So strong, yet the kindest person you could have ever met. Two traits Mom definitely got from her.

She was extremely opinionated, but she was also always right. You would've been stupid not to take her word.

Her favorite color was red. Almost all her dresses ranged in color between crimson red and maroon.

Her garden was the most important part of the house to her, and you'd always find some fresh basil tucked in behind her ear when she came back inside.

The fact that she looked much older than my grandfather always pissed her off, to the point that some people thought he was her son. That made her furious and him happy.

She sympathized with everyone, even people she didn't know and people on TV shows. She had that genuine sad look on her face whenever she heard of something bad happened to someone she had never met. She wouldn't forget that easily.

She loved my Dad, her son-in-law, so much, you would've thought he was her own son. She would never let anyone speak bad of him. When he got sick, she would get sick too.

She was disappointed when I was born. She was hoping for the son who was yet to come (and who finally did 3 years later). But soon enough I became one of her favorite grandchildren. She thought I was perfect. And that no man deserved me. I could see how big I was in her eyes, how she always proudly introduced me as a doctor whenever I was out with her, and how I was the "good example" to everyone, even to my aunt sometimes.
Whenever she saw me study, she would pray for me and then jokingly tell me how she'd missed her college days.


Now she's gone. After years of a hard battle with liver cirrhosis, she left us all. She's in a better place now, I'm sure. She can finally rest. That's what makes us feel a little bit better..

I will always miss her. I will always wish she was still here with us. I will always want to hug her one more time. But I'm hoping to meet her again in Heaven.

اللهم ارحمها واغفر لها واجمعنا بها في جنتك






PS. I've been putting off writing this for a few days now. It was very hard. But I did it because I thought it was the tiniest least I could do for such a great woman as my grandmother. Please pray for her whenever she crosses your mind ♥

11 comments:

Sheroug said...

الله يرحمها
She must've been a remarkable woman, msh'Allah.

The tidbits you gave of her were very touching and made me fall in love with her!

On your P.S.: Duly noted.

Fadiosis said...

الله يرحمها و يسكنها الجنة يا رب و يجمعكم بيها

Hind you astound me mashallah. u have more passion in this memory than i have with any family member at all... mashallah mashallah that's just... beautiful!!!

*hugs*

Zainab Sadiq said...

sorry for your lost*hugs*
may she rest in peace

Sara said...

Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi rajioon.

Assalaam Alaikum Hind,

I'm normally a silent a reader, but I had to respond to this very moving and touching post. MashaAllah, from your description your grandmother sounds like an amazing person. May Allah (SWT) forgive her sins and grant her a place in Jannah, Ameen.

My prayers are with her & your family.

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Anonymous said...

What an amazing touching post hind, your grandmother was an amazing woman indeed you have all the right to love and miss her so much. In fact, i see so much of you in her :)

I remembered my grandma who passed away about 5 years ago, i still pray for her almost every prayer, trying to pay back how much she prayed for me! you think we can come close? dont think so walla :s

i am so sure they are all in a better place bra7mat rab al3alameen, i imagine them with their parents and siblings, i imagine them happy! inshalla! I imagine them receiving all our happy news and imagine her smiling, and pray that they do.

afterall we should be thankful for having them in ourlives and do our best to pay them back.
love you hanooda :***

Standy said...

i lost my grandmother on the 17th of decemeber.. and when you wrote this at some points, i could swear that you were talking about her.. sub7an allah how thier values never changed with life..

Allah yer7amhum..

I miss my grandma..

MyHeartHasBlurted said...

awww, that was really touching...
I hope your granny's soul is resting in peace... And May God forgive her for everything and bless her with a happy afterlife... :)

Athoug said...

What a wonderful person, Mashallah <3 you made us fall in love with her. Lovely post, Hind, Allah yer7mha yarab.

Taqo said...

Allah yir7am'ha. 3atham Allah ajrukum. :(

This was very touching to read. I'm not very close with any of my grandparents, so I can't even imagine how this feels...

Like you said, inshallah she is in a better place now. <3

Anonymous said...

Thank you all :) Ameen ya rab <3.