Sunday, October 03, 2010

My Eulogy @ My Mom's Funeral - Long & Full Version



This is my Eulogy that I wanted to do but was limited to time...  Full Version...

My Mother was a Cancer Victim...  

She lost her battle and may my mother Rest In Peace...

Cancer makes the people suffer both mentally and physically it also effects the family as well...

Cancer...  How I Despise It!!!

I took this photo during my hellish 4 Nights by my mother's bedside at Toronto East General Hospital staying up with her the whole night for those 4 nights until her death...

This will be my last photo and reminder of her...

My given Chinese name is Wong Chui-Lim and I am Wong Ngan Wah's eldest son...

This is my Eulogy that I gave at my Mom's Funeral Service... 

I Miss You and I Love You Mom...

Always...

David

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Hi my name is David.

I am the eldest of the 5 children, the # 1 Son, mommy's helper, I've held and touched every one of my siblings from the first day they arrived home and I am here to honour my beloved mother.

My siblings are my brother Wallace and my 3 sisters Sylvia, Natalie and Lillian and grandmother to Simon, Erika, Maxwell and Tia.

I would like to thank everyone for coming here for my mother.

I originally had many stories and thoughts to say about my mother for today but changed my idea and will explain what happened to my mother instead.

For those that knew my mother and did not know what happened to my mother or did not hear from my mother please do not take it personal or any offence to it.  My mother did not want anyone to feel pity or sorry for her.  My mother was like that.

My mother was diagnosed with terminal cancer and she was hospitalized for 2 months and was transferred to 3 different hospitals during her battle against cancer.

My mother was very afraid.

My father stayed beside my mother every single day and at the hospital during those 2 months with my mother, all her children took turns making sure that she was never alone.  We all took turns being at our mother's bedside but my father presence beside her comforted her the most.  My father reassured her and was always there for her at the hospital not leaving her alone and not letting her be afraid.

We had hope that our mother was going to come home.

My mother and father adored and loved each other very much.

My mother told my father that she did not have to worry about anything because she knew that her 5 children would always take care of her.   

My mother had several last wishes and the most important one for my mother was that all her children be with her at her bedside when she passes.

On September 12th at 2:30am all her children were there at Toronto East General Hospital and on September 12th 4:07am my mother had taken her last breath and she had died in our arms.  On September 12th it was also my parent’s 45th wedding anniversary. 

My mother received her last wish, my mother also was able to be with my father on their wedding anniversary. 

I remember when I was very young I would wake up in the middle of the night and hear a humming noise in the kitchen where there was a dim light shining, that humming was a sewing machine, my mother would see me and put me back to sleep.   Garment seamstress was what my mother did for a living and I am proud of what she did because everything she did, she did it for us.

My mother worked very hard, my mother taught us values and tradition, my mother taught us respect for others and especially respect for our relatives, my mother never wanted us to fight or argue against each other, my mother took very good care of us, most importantly my mother loved her family, family was the most important thing for my mother.  

My mother was the backbone of our family.  Mom was the queen of Camelot and for me when my mother died Camelot went with it.  Camelot for me is no more all there is now is sadness.

I can remember the first time my uncle arrived in Canada, my mom was so happy and I still remember her face and how she reacted when she first saw him, I sort of felt afraid seeing some strange man hugging my mother.  Then years later my grandparents and my mother's siblings arrived to Canada.  My mother was complete.

We were 7 in one house and with my mom's family we were 13 living in one house.

My mother loved to shop and cook, everyday she would goto the market and find fresh food, she was so comfortable in the Chinese Markets with a smile on her face and when she came back home she would prepare the meal by herself.  She was a great cook.

On a final note…

My mother died at age 65…  She died very young...

My mother's cancer caused her a lot sickness, pain, discomfort and she was very afraid and we were all there for her, never left her alone, always reassuring her, talking to her.  This reassured her that we were all there looking after her and I can't remember how many times she said my father's name when my father spoke to her but it was a lot. my mother needed my father more than anyone can imagine.

The nurses at the hospital looked at us funny seeing at least 3 to 5 people in my mother's room 24 hours every single day, we watched her during the morning, afternoon, evening and stayed up all night for my mother.  This is what she wanted but she never needed to ask us because we would always be there for her.  Our mother would had been there for us if we were in trouble or if we needed her.  Some patients in the Palliative Ward were not so fortunate with no visitors or family visiting them.  My mother was not the only one suffering in that Palliative Ward. 

My family's request is that if you would like to…

Please donate to the Canadian Cancer Society


I was my mother's helper and she called out my name so many times when I was young because I was the oldest…  Lim!  Lim!!!  If she had to call me a 3rd time then…  Well I'll keep it to myself what she said and did.

I want to say to my mother wherever she is please don't be afraid, it's ok and that we all miss you very much, your presence is missed very much by all of us and that we all love you so much…

I have so many memories with my mother and now I feel like I am 8 years old again crying for his mom but I know we will all meet again on the other side.

Je t’aime mama...  Je t’aime beaucoup...

I would like to do one last thing for my mother and I know it would please her very much…

Gather family and extended family in front of mom's coffin for minute of silence.

Thank You!

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