My grandma from the maternal side died yesterday. Her funeral namaz and subsequent burial was just today. She now lays besides her beloved, lifelong spouse in a grave of soil and marble, looking over to the city, the gulf, the forests and the mountains. A fitting resting place, only if there was the shade of old pine trees. The graveyard was new, so it will take a while for all the pine saplings to grow and create that classic shape.
She died of multiple bodily issues, liver cancer, lung problems, the wear of old age... It is not important anymore. Those things can't plague her anymore. Nothing can.
In life, she was the most adorable old woman one could ever meet. Happy, patient and compassionate, who always laughed, and gave some in return. A loving and lved mother and wife, who have had plenty of grandchildren, including me. She loved me, was there in my very first days, and took care of me when I was little. Oh, and her cooking... She taught my mother and aunt after all.
We lost my grandfather, her husband, a few years back, so she was mostly alone in her house all that time. My mother, aunt and uncle all cared for her through that time, and were always by her side when she fell ill a few months ago. She declined rather quickly. As if her entire body was in a delicate balance and one small wrong thing knocked over everything else. I wonder if she actually went somewhere?
Her passing was fortunately painless, straightfoward and quick. She was taken to intensive care, and three days after that, she simply slept, and did not wake up. I wonder if her small, ''getting better'' phase was just a case of terminal wellness and lucidity?
Now she sleeps eternal. That was not the thing she believed, though, she was a muslim all her life. She worshipped, she sincerely believed, yet was never zealous or bigoted.
If, by spare chance, there is an afterlife, I know she isn't in a bad place. In fact, she is in a good place, if there is one. She was just an ordinary, innocent old woman who never hurt anyone or anything intentionally in her long life, a pure soul. No deity or some other supernatural force with a quarter of a sanity will ever lay an appendage on her. If they do, then they don't deserve worship, praise, or even an ounce of respect.
I am not even ''sad''. She is gone, and thats that. But I can help but feel a bit of grief.
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