.:Gotta Drop a Blog in The Corner:.

my grandmother passed away on monday, a couple hours after my aunt who flew in from taiwan went to see her. even though she was in a coma and on a vent helping her breathe, i have a feeling she was holding out for her daughter to see her. i was actually thinking over the weekend how hard it would be to draw the line on when to "pull the plug" so to say. the doctors said that being in a coma after the first 72 hours, it would have been unlikely that she ever would have awoken again... so in a sense, it was nice... or perhaps i should say that she let us know that it she was ready to go by going.

what's kind of sad for me is that she's really the only relative outside of my brother and parents who i've actually gotten a chance to know. since my parents packed up and moved to the US, the only one who's pretty much always been in the states is my grandmother. i don't really know my mom's side of the family at all, as i've only been to taiwan a couple times, and for the most part none of them have come here to visit. my grandmother loved to take walks. when i was little pre-kindergarten, i would go and take walks with her, on the trails around the lake/pond in the neighborhood. since my first language was actually chinese, i would stop and talk to the neighbors in chinese, not even knowing that there was a possibility that some people might not know chinese. i guess my grandmother would chat with the neighbors in whatever limited english she knew, and my neighbors would respond to my chinese with a couple nods of the head and some smiles. it's kind of fitting in a sense, that the last thing that she did on earth was doing something she loved... taking a stroll.