In the memory of my grandmom

On 24 th  August 4 years ago, I lost my grandmom whose age was 94.  My grandmom is the great woman for me.  She is Chinese who was born in China in Zan Tao province which is the poor area.  She was sold by her mother to my grandfather’s family at the age of 5 years old.  She had been worked as servant in my grandad’s family which is a decent family which my great grand parents are people working with local authority.  My grandmom had to work hard.  Her job was cooking, going to forest to find food and wood.  She eventually married with my granddad and had a son.  Later on my granddad decided to come over to Thailand during Zun Yad Zen Presidency.  In Zan Toa, life was full with poverty and some of my granddad’s friend who immigrate to Thailand told him to come over to Thailand which full with jobs and prosperity.  After my granddad left, my grand mom had not heard from him and did not know how he was and then decided to take my uncle to come over to looking for my granddad in Thailand.

My grandmom told me that she was on the boat and sat beside the chimney of th boat.  No food and hygenic but full with hope that Thailand would be the new life that my granddad was there.  When she arrived to Thailand, she had no clue where granddad was.  She just tried to find him by asking his friends and accidentally one day they met each other at the majestic field outside the grand palace in Bangkok.

Life in Thailand was not on the dream what she thought.  It was even harder especially communication that Thai people speak Thai but she could not speak even a word.  She is a fighter and trying to learn everything.  She had never given up thing because she must look after her family.  My grandmom has 5 sons and 3 daughters but 2 of them died.  Life was tough and she fought for it. 

She passed away on 24th August 2003 with lung cancer.  I went back home during the time she was in CCU.  She also had heart problems but the lung cancer was more severe.  It was at the final stage when we knew it in 2003.  I always suspect that during the time when she did her job about making the piggy bank and paint it, she must inhaled lots of chemical to her lung and as we know safety and regulation in the past was nothing that people will care about.  To live is more important.  She did not know that she had cancer and I was there to share some time to look after her and she still taught me several thing about life.  She told that  “To do good thing must get the good thing back and never give up to do good thing even though we cannot see the result.”  I left her back to England one week before she passed away.  She did not fear on the death because she told me that everyone must die.  I gave her a hug and said I love her and if she was not scare of the death I was not worry about her.  I am glad to be her granddaughter and will see and remember her as example for my life.

“You are away. One day you come back, you will not see me anymore” She said everytime when I went to visit her.  “You always with me.  You can see me from the sky and I always see you from my heart and remember the love from you.” I always replied her.

Now, she is right.  I cannot see her anymore but she is still with me, in my memory.  Doing the saltpipe is an encouragement from her who suffered from breathing problems and develop to be cancer.  When customers talked to me about their symptoms, I fully understand how they feel because I can see what my grandmom suffering with especially using the phlegm suction, using inhaler, geing given oxygen.  If I would know saltpipe earlier, at least I can possibly help her to suffer less.  So, I am glad now I am in part of helping lots of people to find relief from breathing problems and I know I do not do it just for money.  I do it because I love it and feel that I can help more or less.

On this occasion, I would like to pay my respect to her even she was not here with me and she still in my mind and being with me until I will not be here. 

From loving granddaughter

24th August 2007

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