A Not So Turkish Life

Hum Along

It’s hard sometimes to remember that our paths are of Allah’s choosing when watching someone face an illness to the end; hard to remember. We cremated my Grandad four months before M was born, but in many ways JT had left long before that physical day. In a cruel twist of irony, he suffered a stroke whilst on a walking holiday with my Grandma. In a blink of an eye the healthy, active, argumentative man was gone and trapped in a body that no longer obeyed. In stroke victims, the extent of damage depends on which side of the brain the stroke effects; Grandad suffered a cerebral hemorrhage to the left side of his brain meaning he was left paralysed and unable to speak. Double blow. Oh so so cruel.

As I hum this lullaby to a sleeping M, I remember the beauty of the strength Grandad found those five years following; i recall his smile, the winks goodbye and the laughs we’d laugh so as not to cry. I recall the strength he found when his world was taken away, the same strength we then pulled from him. I hum this song and I remember with pride the way he rose above the illness to make the most of the time we had left, to make his years post-stroke meaningful ones. I hum and I hurt because Grandad will never meet in this life this beautiful little boy whose post-nap hair so resembles his own.

I hum this song and I’m thankful for those extra years, but I can’t help wishing he could hum along just one more time.

Song of the Day – Day 4: a song that makes you sad

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This entry was published on 04/26/2011 at 09:18. It’s filed under Externalise, Life and Faith, Song a Day and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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