Darren Bonnici relates his memories of his Grandma Carm – a commoner, a special woman, a hero...
7th August 2014. Today, at 1:45pm, my grandma, passed away to eternal life.
When I was ten years old, I was at her home. She received a telephone call from Australia, informing her that her brother had passed away. She stopped what she was doing, looked up at the skies and asked her brother: “Who knows, how your conversation with Him, might go?”
Today, minutes after she left us, I asked her the same question: “Nann, what are you talking to Him about? What is he telling you?”
My grandma was a woman of great faith. I am sure that He, keenly, told her to pass through Heaven’s gates, because “whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me”. And my grandma has done a lot!
I’d like to imagine, that waiting for her impatiently, at the gate, was my grandpa, Joseph. He had been waiting for her, for 34 long years! The following is the conversation that could have taken place as soon as they met again:
“Carm, I’ve been waiting eagerly for you! It took you so long to finally be here!
“Joseph, what is today?”
“Thursday, the 7th of August 2014. St Gaetano’s feast day.”