While on the road to Virginia today, I received a call from my mom that her mom (my Amma) passed away yesterday. I was overcome with sadness while trying to keep my eyes dry so I could navigate the interstate.
It wasn’t a big surprise since she was diagnosed with 3rd degree lung cancer about 6 weeks ago. I’d been receiving health updates from my cousin’s husband who’s an M.D. in the hospital where she received treatment.
I wish we could have traveled to Taiwan so that she could meet Calvin, but that was not an opportunity we could pursue at the time. My grandmother was able to meet her other American great-grandchild, Calvin’s cousin, Jonah. I know that was very special for her. And, my mom brought some great photos of us with Calvin for her to see.
My grandmother was a beautiful, educated, and petite asian woman. My mom stands tall for a Taiwanese woman at 5’2″. My grandmother was significantly shorter than my mom. She had a masters degree in Japanese, and spoke it very well . . . in addition to Taiwanese. I only saw her a few brief times in my lifetime, but each time, she was so kind and loving. I adored her. I miss her terribly.