Your great grandma, Makco, just took off to Singapore today with two of your great aunts. She has spent 19 days here, getting ozone therapy, and her wound's condition did not improve. She has a wound in her left big toe that has not healed since early this year. Doctor said that there was a clot in her leg's artery, fresh blood couldn't get to the toe and heal the wound. Often, there would be sharp pains felt from the leg. She spent a lot of sleepless nights because of this pain.
Yet she kept showing her sweet smile most of the time, sometimes even when the pain burst in. We spent a lot of time in her room. She loved looking at you, baby. You cooed and smiled to her often.
There was a moment that was engraved deep in my heart. One afternoon, I put you on the bed next to Makco. She turned her body facing you and you almost did the same, then she let you held her forefinger. And both of you started one of the most touching conversation I've ever witnessed. Makco once did that to your grandma and me when we were babies. It was your turn to feel her tremendous love now.
See the picture. I was afraid her frail arms were not strong enough to hold you, but I was wrong. Well, those arms have craddled six daughters when they were at the strongest, twenty grandchildren and five great grandchildren followed. Her arms now frail yet never too frail to hold another love, you, her sixth great grandchild.
Sweet great grandma, get well soon. Jovan and I will always pray for that.
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