With Love To My Mother

May I introduce my mother, she is Maili and I'm going to tell you all
a bit of her strength, courage and her Huge Heart.
My Mom don't use a computer, she doesn't even
have one, but that's usual amongst a lot of people at her age
here in Finland lol.

This page will be here and honor her , now and forever =))).

My mother is a woman who has gone through a lot in her life as a mother.

She raise up 4 children, but now there is only two left.. My little sister Anita was still a baby when the doctor discovered she had a hereditary disease.

A very rare one called NF1, Neurofibromatosis von Reglinhousen. She was crying whole nights long, and day and my mom start to suspect that there were something very wrong with her. She went
to the doctor to check out if everything was alright, but it wasn't =(
He send her to the hospital to make tests and then they discovered
Anita wasn't a healthy child. It was the begin of an endless journey,
and it didn't had a happy ending.

With time Anita got Cancer an was operated several times.

She got treatments, some very painful, well but she was always a sunshine,
she was a joy, so full of life and energy and she wanted strongly to get
well and live.. She wasn't so lucky she flied with the Angels when she was
18 years old. She was Free, free from the agony, free from the pain and it
was such a relieve that she got out from the pain, from suffering.

She got also her leg amputated until the waist for to not spread it and it gave hope, but it wasn't helpful for her in the end. She seem to get better and we all thought that the treatment had bitten on her. She started to plan her life, go to school again, get a driving license and an invalid car. Her hair become to growth and come back, she got more weight and all seem just wonderful. 11 months, and she began the cuffing. Hospital again and they too RTG on her lungs and discovered 3 plants in one and 4 in the other lung. They were malign. That was the start of the end. After this it started to spread allover her body and she began to have less strength to fight against it. Still even so she didn't loose her love of life and the humor, she put up a fight but she never win it. Mothers day 1984 they went fishing, Mom, dad and Anita, she loved that, sometimes earlier she went out by herself with a rowboat to the river and did some fishing, she got there with the help of my dad. Yes her last Mothers Day and she enjoy it and dad was at home too, as he was working abroad and only came every other weekend and was going back again the next day. Anita loved and enjoyed her day. Mom took some pictures of that day what I don't have, but she show me them and said that she can see the shadow of the coming day when we were going to loose her in her face, eyes and the darkened skin. My mom knew! She lasted 4 days after that, my mom and she went that day to the town to do some shopping. Anita had asked my mom to buy some Knorr's Mexican Soup what she loved, she said, Mom buy that so I can have and taste it for the last time of my life. She also knew! Well they came home to the farm and my mom begin to do the Mexican sop and got it ready and on a plate. She served it to Anita in her own room and Anita start to eat, until my mom heard the plate fall to the floor. She took a few running steps there and saw Anita half lying at the bed. She saw something was really wrong and ask what happened. Anita was only able to do some noises, not words. What had happened was that a vein in her brain had broke, a stroke, and she got her half body paralyzed. Well Mom call the ambulance and they prepare to wait and go. It arrived and the last drive for the hospital begin. Mom took her own car and drove after the ambulance, and afterwards she said, if she had known this was Anita's last trip to the hospital, she would had spent even those moments with her. She tried to catch dad at the hospital by phone and finally she managed to do that. My dad started his trip to come to the hospital. But for him it was more sad, he never manage to see my sister alive anymore. He was too late. Anita fall into a coma when they arrived in the hospital, my mom was by her side the whole time. Many hours later she suddenly opened up her eyes she said Mom and smiled, then she took a deep breath and my mom told that she could almost see her soul coming out from her body and she went to open up the window to let it fly to heaven to become an angel. Anita had such a peaceful look at her face, she smiled and my mom could see that she had left painless.God Bless her soul!

This is not very easy for me to write, I'm crying as so many times before
when I remember our little girl, little sister Anita, our Little Angel.
My mother had a very bad time, to see her little girl suffer
and she couldn't do a thing to help her, to take her pains away.
She couldn't but treat her, care for her, and comfort her
when she was crying whole nights long, she never thought about
herself. Mom was sometimes ill, sometimes so tired but she didn't care.
The most important thing was that my sister felt better and that we
others siblings had all we needed.She is a woman and a
mother of strength and I will lift her up upon a pedestal, always.
I have so much respect for her and I wish I could even
be a third of a good mother and woman as she is.

But that wasn't all what she had to get through,
10 years later she lost another child, my older brother Markku spread
his wings to flew with the angels and to be with our sister. He died in a
fire-accident when the house he was living and working in burned down.

My brother was a quiet and a very shye person, a great brother to me who listened to all what I had to say and who himself gave me very valuable wisedoms. He loved teh sea, when he was in the army, he was at the sea, and some time after that he took a pest at a ship and he sailed to many seas and countries. He even went to South America, one island I remember where he went and it was Santa Martha, he had pictures and he even got a galfriend, a beautiful girl from there. But that didn't last lol, well we know these mens sailing worldwide how they can be. But my brother was very caring and a loving person and he gave his all to the person/s he loved. When he was younger he was reallyy good in sports and specially swimming, he got many midals and pokals and other prices for winning. I guess it is in our blood lol. He was also drawing and painting and had sertainly a talent for that, he also wrote, short stories and poetry. We are so sorry for that we lost all what he ever had done in the fire at the cottage. I have only one big paper with several different paintings he did together with my son. But I really don't know where it is =((. My brother was very good at his studies too, when he finished his 9th Class of groundschool what we have in Sweden and here in Finland, he got a stipendy for to be the best student at the school *S*. That was my brother, bright, intteligent and loving. Missed so very much by all of us he left behind, but the thought of that my brother and sister are together at the Heaven warms my heart so very much. He was a terrific father, the best anyone could have and he left his little daughter Jeanette Maria without a daddy, she's was born the 2nd July 1983 - a lovely and beautiful girl, my niece Jeanette. She misses him a lot, we get together time from time at the IM and she has told me how much she really misses her dad, I am trying to be there for her as much as I can and to let her know that she are so very much loved by us all.

That is hard for a mother to loose her own children before herself and it
was hard for my father too. I've still one brother alive, little brother
lol even if I have to look up, he's tall. I'm praying that it never will
happen to me with my grown children. I hope I'll go before my Children Angelika and Ricardo.
So therefor Mom & Dad, I wanted to tell you both, I will always love you very much, you can't tell that enough to someone you love.it's never to much to tell often, because we never know what the next day
will bring around us,we'll never know what's our destiny or theirs,
the loved ones we care so much about, so remember, whenever you have the occasion, it's not difficult to tell:
I LOVE YOU FROM THE DEEP OF MY HEART

Written 2000.05.16 and 12.13.2004 on the Lucia Day, by your Daughter Sirpa, Who Loves You Very Much