Little did I know, that everything crumbles so fast..so quick..with the blink of an eye.
Here, this post is dedicated especially to my late aunt, Aunty Yoke.
She has been living with us since we were infants. She was like, another mother to me, and to two of my brothers.
She has never fuss about things, was a very simple person, and that one little something, could make her lit up a smile on her face. She was also, very strong, very caring, very cute, and very independent.
Although born not exactly perfect, without proper knowledge whatsoever, she can cope with 3 languages, and that, surprises all of us.
She cooked for us, think about our daily life, reminds us, and the most important thing, is sharing the same room with me. Today, and for the rest of my life, she won't be sleeping next to me anymore..
Phase 2
She loves shopping with my mom and I every weekends, she loves to eat, and she loves looking at performances.She smiled, laughed, watched dramas, clapped her hands, and does everything a normal person would. She seemed happy, contented, filled with joy and being comfortable with her usual life, being at home, helped out around the house, and basically, stare into thin air..Her thoughts..we could never figure them out.
Phase 3
As life continues with her around, we were as usual, dining out, going out, heading over to places..One day, we realized how her tummy was bloated. It was unusual for one's eye.So, mom decided to take her over for a medical check-up..
However, the results were depressing.. Nothing that we expected.. She was diagnosed with last stage cancer. Our hearts crushed hearing the negative news... Crushed in a million ways, where we had no clue, and regretted for not taking her for an annual check-up. She then admitted to the operation theater, and did her first major operation. We were all nervous, worried, and panicked. When she got out of the operation hall, we questioned her.. "Is it painful?", she just replied.. "No". From that, it proved to us that she was one of the very strong person, God's give, that she faced no fear, and knows no pain.
Phase 4
After the major op, she had to refrain from all good food, like fried stuff, spicy stuff,and what not.. Doctors by then, told us that she won't be able to live long..So, we prayed hard, and took care of her diet. She had a whole lot of medication, like it was being a drug that made her hard to take it. But as days go by, she was back to her usual self. She was back to normal. And by that, we really could not swallow the fact, that she was still so strong, showed no expression nor pain on her face. Her willpower, was ultimately unbelievable. From then, we didn't took the doctors word, but had high faith and hopes that she could pull through.
Phase 5
She went for chemotherapy, days after days, months after months, non-stop, like it became a routine. For a normal person to go through chemo, it isn't easy, and not all of them can take it. However, my aunt, she faced chemo like a champion, she even got used to it and showed no weakness. Although symptoms had occurred, like nausea, loss of appetite, haggard looking, tiresome, she still braved herself and told us, it wasn't painful.
Phase 6
And guess what, 2 years had passed by..she fought through last stage cancer for 2 years. Miracle touched her, she showed no signs, no sign of weakness. When Chinese New Year came upon this year, she began to be very weak, and can't eat as much as she usually could. She was sent to the hospital again, the doctors told us to spend every second with her, as she might not live for long.. She celebrated new years with us, having difficulty walking as well as difficulty breathing. She was suffering inside... and when we asked if she wanted to say anything, she said no. Days go by, we had to helped her along the way, bathe her, hold her to walk, changed her..and everything else. She was getting weaker, getting skinnier, her foot was bloated.
Phase 7
My birthday came closer, celebrated it a lil early with a couple of friends on the 18th Feb.. She knew..my aunt waited for us.She gave us her last red packet and wished us happy birthday.. She then, went back to hospital again.. The next morning, the hospital called up...saying it may be time..We rushed to the hospital and when we reached, we found ourselves looking at her, with broken hearts and tears. Her eyes, she could not open, she could not move, could not talk, only gasping hard for air with her tongues out. She looked so weak, she has not eaten a meal for 2-3 days or so... That made her even weaker. We then waited... then went back to shower and rest for a little while...However, we got called up again..So we rushed back there..When we were there for the second time, we knew it was time. She gasp for air very very slowly... I put my hands together, prayed hard and look in disbelief.
Phase 7
Before we knew it, in-front of our very eyes, when all family members surrounded the bed, she took her last breath.. and there she goes... stopped. She left. She left us..
She, had the strength of a hero, a legend may I call it...She is a person to look up to. Now that she had left this world, we wave goodbye, remain in our hearts forever, and take a step back to reminisce those little moments with her..Our world, has now become so empty without her.. We wish her to rest in peace, and to find her way to happiness..
I love her..R.I.P
She left memorable footsteps in my life..I'll never forget.
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