Mul oli plaan tulla koju Soome ning postitada mitmeid sissekandeid - Oslost ostetud suveniiridest jms. Aga elu on ettearvamatu. Ma tunnen, et ei saa enne, midagi postitada, kui olen ühe olulise postituse ära kirjutanud. Nimelt täna, kui olin teel Soome, sain vanaemalt kõne. Ta ütles, et mu vanavanaema suri täna hommikul. Ta oli muidugi juba vanuselt vana, kuid hingelt noor. Paar aastat tagasi oli tal vähk, kuid ta sai sellest võitu. Kahjuks avastati tal hiljuti uus vähk - seekord ta seda võitlust ei võitnud. Kui vanaema helistas ja kurva uudise teatas, siis ma alguses ei osanud midagi öelda ega mõelda. Kuid kui kõne lõpetasin, siis jõudis kõik kohale. Nii tühi tunne tekkis. Ja nüüd Soome tulles on ikka selline tühi tunne...kurbus. Ja teadmine, et midagi ei saa enam muuta. Ma jään vanavanaemat väga igatsema! Mäletan temast ainult head, sest ta tõesti oli väga soe ja üdini armas inimene. Mäletan, kuidas ta ronis puuotsa, et pirne korjata. Samuti tegi mamma maailma parimaid friikartuleid :) Kuigi ta oli juba päris vana, siis tema aktiivsuse ja iseseisvuse järgi seda ei oleks öelnud. Minu jaoks oli ta alati justkui vanaema, mitte vanavanaema. Ma tean, et nüüd on mul veel üks ingel rohkem, kes minu ja mu pere üle valvab!
//I was planning to come home to Finland and take my time to blog. About the suvenires I bought from Oslo and also about other things. But life is unexpected. So, instead of happy posts, I have something sad to write. But eventhought today is a sad day, my post will have a happy vibe too. When I was in the ship on my way to Finland, I got a phonecall from my grandmom. She said tat my great-grandmother had passed away this morning. She was in the hospital having a surgery, but she never came out of it. So sad! She was 92 years old and she recently got a cancer...but she was fighting. Few years ago she also had cancer, but she won that battle. This time she didn't. I remember my great-grandmom as one of the toughest persons I know. She never complained, she was so active and you could have never told that she was over 90 years old! She used to climb on the pear tree to get some pears :) She also liked to be in the garden. And she made the best homemade potato fries. I also remember all these times when we were looking photoalbums and she talked so long about each photo. She had always so much to say! I have really really warm feelings when I think of my granny (that's how I called her eventhough she was my great-grandmother). I have another angel looking over me now. //
Mamma koos pisi Jonathaniga!
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