I wanted to tell all of you that my grandmother, Nobuko, passed this past sunday, 2/6/11, at 6:33 am. Both my mother and aunt were with her when she breathed her last breath; luckily, her death was peaceful and not full of pain. I'm happy that she was able to pass peacefully, for I know that she's in a better place. During the time that she was wasting away, she did not regret anything, and accepted the fact that she was dying; she felt that Buddha was watching over her the whole time.
The last time that I saw her, she told me how proud she was of me, and that she knows I will accomplish all of my dreams in life; I will, and I'll remember her all the while. Also, she gave me the most precious gift that I could ever receive; her voice. She told me that since her voice was growing weak, she would not be able to speak anymore, and, therefore, gave me her voice so I could speak for her, and keep it strong. I admit, it made me cry.
I will always remember her, and keep her voice alive. Besides, I know I'll see her again, even if it's in the form of another person who comes into my life, or that of a new baby rabbit. My grandmother truly was a great woman, who went through so much in life, yet pulled through with a strength of pure fire. I'm very honored and happy to know that she was in my life up until now, and continue to feel such knowing that she is still here for me, even if I can't see, or hear, or touch her.
Thank you obaasan, I will never forget you. Thank you for being in my life.
And to my lovely watchers, thank you for being in my life as well. You guys have no idea how much your views and comments mean to me.
Owari, until next time!