My mother, Hai Le, a mother of 5 sons and a daughter. Mom, Dad, and us arrived in the United States in October 1984, one week before Halloween. We enjoyed the occasion much like any others, because it was different from the similar "Tet Trung Thu" that we have in Vietnam. Right after Halloween, my mom applied at a Dry Clean Store, she was accepted and began to work at a minimum wage.
For thirteen long years, she along with dad have raised us, and watched us grown into young men and woman. They have enjoyed some of the greatest moments which they considered in their lives when myself and my oldest brother graduated from college.
For all the years living in the United States, I have never heard my mom complain about her job, or how hard she had to work for us, nor would she ever tell us to do anything at home when she knows that she can do by herself. To us, our mom was everything. We had numerous times asked her to stop working, or even if she works, she should work less hour. But she simply replied "I will work for another two years, then I retire".
She had always dream of the day when my other three brothers graduate from the University of California, San Diego. Two of them will graduate this June, and the youngest one will graduate in May of 1998. And that is the reason why she wants to work for another two years. She doesn't want any of us to have to work when we are still in College.
About ten days ago, Friday, two days before Mother's Day. She woke me up really early in the morning to go to work. I just told her it's my day off. For some strange reason I could not continue to sleep, so I woke up and came out to the kitchen to talk with my mom. I told her that I have a midterm on Saturday, and a presentation for my M.S. project on Monday, therefore I can't shop anything for her. So I asked her if she would like to go out and have dinner with the whole family. She accepted my offer, and remind me to tell all other member to join us.
Right around 3 o'clock in the afternoon Friday 09, 1997. I heard the phone rang. I picked up and was informed that my mom was rushed to the hospital with a really deep headache. I and my younger brother rushed to the hospital emergency room. We waited for 45 minutes, so I knew it was not just a headache. I demanded to see our mom, but they wouldn't let us. An hour later, after all the family members got to the hospital, the doctor told us that he thinks our mom had a serious problem, and most likely on her head. Right then I knew that our mom must be suffering from an aneurysm or a stroke.
Three hours passed by, the doctor then call us up again to tell us that our mom has indeed suffered from a basilar aneurysm. Needless to say, we were devastated. Suddenly we heard knocks from the door, I came to open and hoping to hear good news. But it was my youngest sister. In her hand was a dress she has just bought for mom. She said "As soon as mom get better with her headache, I will show her the dress."
From that moment, there was nothing but tears from all of us to the time she died. One hour into the operation, the aneurysm ruptured again. She died instantly. Can someone please tell us what do we have to do with all the stuff we bought her for Mother's Day ?? How do we continue our lives from now without her presence ?? and how long will DAD last without her ?? He has grown gray about 80% and aged about 10 years. Our mother was 46.