Sobre a ida a BH e minha vó
Maio 7th, 2007 • Pessoal
Escrevi em inglês porque postei isso no meu outro blog. Desculpe a quem não compreendeu direito o que eu queria dizer mas eu tenho certeza absoluta que não conseguiria traduzir isso direito então segue em inglês mesmo.
my grandmother died saturday and this was weird. everyone was expecting it because she was ill for a while. and when i say a while, i mean 18 years. she had a heart disease back in 89 that she never recovered completely. in 95 she was hit by a bus, i think it killed 4 people but not my grandmother. she had a throat cancer that never went away and her last thing was alzheimer.
the last time i saw her was when i went home for easter. my mother said she became ill a little after that. she had 2 heart failures while she was in the hospital and everyone that saw her this last few days said that she was quite good. she was feeling happy and even playing around with her “teeth”. she could not speak no more due to a tracheotomy, and due to the throat cancer, there was lots of blood and fluid coming from that hole. and even with everything like this. she was happy.
sunday was weird. really weird. i didn’t saw her before she was in the casket but she looked peaceful. her mouth was filled with too much cotton and it made her upper lip a little off place. but her hands were not as swollen as they used to be, my mother said.
i never saw so many of her parents and my grandfather friends together. it was a little weird but i think she would loved to see all of them together. i doubt she would recognize everybody but she loved a crowd and there was one there.
my grandfather is a big shot in spiritism (alan kardec kind) and he said that there were a choir of children there with her. she loved music. she used to play piano as well.
my brother and my sister were helpless. my mother was a little better. me and my grandfather were the only one that looked better. i didn’t cry. i don’t think she would liked to see me saying goodbye to her like that. she needed a beer or something. i thought about getting her one but ended up not doing it. my brother would not like. but she would.
later i will drink one thinking about her.
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