Nine years ago Mama suddenly passed away in her sleep. I was abroad and received the phone call from my eldest sister. It lasted less than 2 minutes. I entered my bedroom, shut the door and haven't got out for two days.
She once called me long distance and asked "Are you fine"? I said I was. She said she felt there was something wrong with me. I affirmed her everything was all right and nothing wrong. She asked again "Are you sure"? I said "Yes, Mama. What's the matter?" We said good bye and hanged up.
Amazing intuition.
She was supposed to babysit my sister's kids because sis had some errands to run. The same morning, she started to feel pain in her chest and thought it was just acidity in the stomach. It turned out it was her first heart attack. She was immediately transferred to the ICU. The nurse said "She is in coma, but every now and then she unconsciously mumbles few words" I asked "Like what"? The nurse replied "She keeps asking who will babysit the kids"?
She didn't finish high school, but was an avid reader. We only knew after her death she was writing down her feelings and emotions every now and then particularly in times of distress. She never mentioned she did.
After her death, I used to open her closet and smell her clothes. I continued to do it until the smell faded away.
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