In Loving Memory of my Grandma Fou

This post is dedicated to someone very dear to me that went to be with Jesus on April 10, 2014. 

My grandma's face in the back though :D

I miss her. This photo was taken on my 25th birthday. She asked me “Aga fea e fai sou toalua? Toeiti alu a’u. Fia vaai a’u lou faaipoipoga.” (translation: When are you getting married? I’m going soon. I want to see you get married). I laughed and replied “Aua e te popole (translation: don’t worry) Grandma, I’ll get married before you go. I promise.” I won’t be able to keep that promise now and it makes me sad to know that I can’t. My grandma’s face in the back though 😀

Some people grow up not knowing their grandparents. On my mom’s side, I was fortunate enough to grow up with four different grandmas that were basically like having one. I was “the pele” (equivalent to princess, still am) and I was treated as such by all my grandma’s sisters living in American Samoa, which I refer to as my Aua grandmas. Grandma Fou was the oldest of all my grandmas. She was loving. She was kind. She was sweet. She was beautiful. She was wise. She was strong.

She was a phenomenal woman. She had such a peaceful presence that would flow from her spirit. My mom said she was the best at putting babies to sleep. No matter how fussy I got, Grandma Fou would put me in her lap, sing to me and po po me until I fell asleep. I spent most of my infant and toddler years in her house. Like my Aunty Julia (Grandma Fou’s baby girl) said, I was the first grand-baby they took care of in their house.

I  remember feeling loved whenever she’d greet me with a “Hi Baby”, smile and kiss me on the lips. I remember feeling safe when in her arms. I remember feeling joy every time I saw her because I knew I was going to get money or candy. I remember looking forward to going to daycare in Aua because I never really stayed in daycare. I spent most of my time with her and Papa Fu’e in their house because they spoiled me and I loved it. I remember our Fale family Christmases at her house. I remember family events and even random visits to Grandma Fou’s place just because. I remember how much I loved the relationship she had with her sisters.

The Fale Sisters - My Aua Grandmas. <3 Grandma Fou, Grandma Eseta, Grandma Lafo and Grandma Vai

The Fale Sisters – My Aua Grandmas.

I have no regrets. I loved her greatly and she knew it very well. I made time to see her and loved on her but not as much as she loved on me. She lived a full, blessed life and was clothed in beauty, humility, wisdom, strength and love. She always took care of her family and loved beyond words.

Life won’t be the same without her earthly presence. She’s rejoicing with Jesus right now and experiencing a blessed reunion with Papa Fu’e, Great-Papa, Pema, Aunty La’i and all her loved ones that have gone before. Heaven gained another beautiful spirit. I love you Grandma.

He will wipe every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever.” Revelation 21:4 (NLT)

 

I will miss you immensely.

I will miss you immensely.

 

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Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty

One second. A second to look away to create a moment of disaster that led to the threshold of fear. There was no time for the blame game, but plenty of time for remorse and guilt. The damage was done. The accident had happened. All that was left was consequence.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/04/07/writing-challenge-fifty/

Weekly Photo Challenge: Threshold

 

The threshold of every Jesus moment is at the cross.

The threshold of every Jesus moment is at the cross.

“At the cross, at the cross
Where I first saw the light
And the burden of my heart
Rolled away.
It was there by faith
I received my sight
And now I’m happy all the day”

This chorus from the hymn At the Cross by Isaac Watts describes perfectly as to why the cross is the most perfect picture of a threshold. Every Christian experiences that moment in their life where they receive salvation and experience that overwhelming feeling of grace and love. It is at the foot of the cross of Jesus where all the past, present and future wrongs are left behind and this new born Christian starts the journey to eternal life. The Christian life is not an answer to an easy life, but it is the answer to a stronger and more complete life. A life that begins at the cross.

Pictured above is a picture of my church members coming to the cross to find healing, restoration, forgiveness and grace. Touching the cross is a symbol of leaving behind all the hurts, pains, sins, wrongs at the cross of Jesus so they can start a new journey in a new season with the Lord as the Guide.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/04/04/photo-challenge-threshold/

Today’s NaPoWriMo challenge is based on writing a love poem to an inanimate object. I figured why not tie it in.

Christ’s Cross: My Threshold

To demonstrate my love,
I can not do enough.
Words are inadequate
Value beyond a diamond in the rough.

Everything wrong I’ve done
I don’t have to carry
I can leave it at the cross
Where all my sins I bury

The threshold of a new journey
A life with Jesus I’ll be beginning
After I nail my sins to the cross
Where Christ died for my new being.

To demonstrate my love,
I can not do enough.
Christ’s cross where He suffered and bled
So I can leave my sinful slough.

Day 7 of NaPoWriMo 30 Day Challenge: http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/one-week-in/

NaPoWriMo Day 3: Pink Eye Charm

Since American Samoa is experiencing a conjunctivitis (pink eye) epidemic thank you to our sister island Samoa i Sisifo, I figured why not focus today’s prompt on this dreaded disease. http://www.napowrimo.net/2014/04/third-times-the-charm/

Pink Eye Charm

Keep your puss
I will not fuss
Contaminated touch
Eyes swollen too much
Stay back pink foe
From eyes white as snow

Day 2: Standing Strong (Inspired by Fatu ma Futi)

Fatu ma Futi. The legendary inspiration.  (Ignore the blurry coconut trees and moving grass. I was passing by in my car, but this proves how majestic and strong these rocks are.)

Fatu ma Futi. The legendary inspiration.
Fatu is in the back and Futi is closer to shore.(Ignore the blurry coconut trees and moving grass. I was passing by in my car, but this proves how majestic and strong these rocks are.)

 

Driving down Tutuila’s coast
You’ll find two big seastacks
Amongst the coral
Surrounded by the ocean

Standing strong

Unmovable and beautiful
These two lovers
Fatu and Futi
Magnificent in their own way

Standing strong

Some say they were sailing
from Samoa i Sisifo for days
Nearly at the shores of Tutuila
They died and turned to rock

Standing strong

Another legend
Tells of Fatu going fishing
And a shark about to attack
Until Futi came to seek her love

Standing strong

She distracted the shark
To save her lover
In their places
They turned to rock

Standing strong

A legend this might be
But it is a story of love
A story of sacrifice
A story of conquering fear while

Standing strong