Steven Gamboa
In 1999, I vividly remember the last conversation of grandmother. She is my father’s aunt who never got married. During her youth days, she was powerful in her words to the people close to her heart. A strict person that controls the lives of people because of money. There are a lot of people who dislike her persona. However, people changed when they are in a state of being weak.
My grandmother lost her power when physical strength deteriorates and resulted in being a bedridden soul. I must say she had changed and felt defeated during that time. She cannot able to stand up and asking for help to walk again. I was a student way back then and taking up BS Physical Therapy. I was an intern and about to graduate at that year.
Before she died, my grandmother and I had so many unforgettable conversations. The last statement she said, “Are you going to help me we walk again?” With such statement, it is haunting my senses with a simple question. Don’t get me wrong with the idea of not answering her back. Well, I did promise to let her walk again. However, the real truth is not possible for her to be in ambulation. The atrophied limbs and weaknesses are the sign of poor prognosis. It is a part of aging process.
I had committed a white lie during that time. You cannot blame me. Sometimes we need to be in such situation to give hope. I wanted her to cling to something despite being bedridden. I had sensible conversations with her. She had some sentiments in her life and realized to be hopeful.
After a few months, she passed away while having my internship in the capital of my country. I am sure she is at peace with the Lord above and felt the love of her loved ones. I can still remember the way we had bonded before. I imagined that she is walking on her own in heaven and walking along with my late father.
My Mom wanted to walk. We lifted her and carried her down the hall and she tried to move her legs. She said in a very loud voice “I am walking, I am walking on air.” She passed two days later.
I am feeling chuffed that your mom had experienced to walk on air. Sometimes we really need to do things just to give the last wish or something.
Heartfelt memories, we do what we have to do. I had similar memories of my Dad before he passed.
It is quite a sad story. My family and I had given all the support during that time. Before she passed away, she felt being blessed and loved.
Very touching story! I loved your post! You’ve chosen very beautiful and appropriate photo as well!
I am glad that I had touched your heart with this story. It was also nice to remember moments in the past.