faith, hope and love....

That's from 1Cor 13:13. I read this passage for Nee's wedding on Saturday.

The last week had been dramatic....happy and sad. We were looking forward to going home for Nee's wedding on Thursday. On Wednesday evening, KC called to say MIL was on her way to hospital. When he reached home from work, we rushed to the hospital. She had breathing difficulty and chest pain. We decided to cancel our trip home.

We checked on her on Thursday and Friday. She knew we were supposed to go home to attend a wedding. Told us to leave. Kept saying there is nothing we can do.

We visited her early Friday morning. She wasn't getting better but not getting worse either. We decided to go Ipoh for the church wedding and return on Saturday so we can still visit her in the evening.

On Saturday after the church wedding...we rushed off. We had to send Lyn to a camp at a forest reserve in Puchong. We reached Puchong about 4pm but reached the camp site past 6pm because the address wasn't clear and we spent hours circling round and round. Sigh. Simple route and the organizers could have given map and clearer instructions. GPS, Google map and what have you was of no use.

By the time we reached home, visitation hour was over. KHoe said mil is still the same. So we skipped visitation that evening.

Sunday came. KC was in the hospital the whole afternoon. MIL had difficulty breathing and talking.  KC came home and told me of the plan he discussed with KHoe. Monday, Ah Yean will visit in the afternoon and I do the night. Tuesday : Khoe will take leave. Wednesday : I will go again. At the same time KC called an agent who promised to send us a maid in three weeks' time.

Monday came....we got ready for KC to go to work. I felt uneasy and told KC I will go to the hospital in the morning to give MIL some milk as she had not been eating well. We were about to leave when KC felt his phone vibrating (his phone is forever on silent mode). He checked....23 missed calls since 3am. I knew I was too late...

We tried calling KHoe...no response. Went to voicemail. He returned the call past 1pm. Apparently his phone wasn't working and he went out to buy a new phone during lunch hour. Sigh again....what can I say? These two men frustrates me over and over.

We brought the body to our house. We had already made preparations for MIL to stay with us. (Ing had taken my mother to JB the previous day). That is my regret; that she didn't come to stay while she was still living. 

She had fought a good fight. After FIL passed on, she was determined to stay strong to take care of SIL. She refused to move from 7R because of sil. After 3 days in the hospital and still not getting better, she just let go....

During the service in church, KC gave the eulogy quoting from 1Cor13:13. There things he shared of his mother. a. Faith....she made sure he attended church and sunday school. 

b. Hope....she always hoped the best for her children.

c. Love....he was the beneficiary of her love and her grandchildren too. Both Dan and Lyn gave a brief sharing of their Mama after that.

MIL was a gentle, unselfish woman. She always gave the best to her children and husband. She would be the last to eat after everyone else had eaten. In everything she would try her best not to inconvenience us...(which can be a problem because she wouldn't tell us if something is wrong). She hardly complained. She was totally devoted to caring for sil.

Now for the living to continue her legacy and to care for sil.