I hope that all of my few members take a few moments and read this message ad learn from it.
My dearest Mother at the young age of 96 passed peacefully last Tuesday. She was an incredible women who was loved not only by her relatives but also by her hundreds of customers and friends. My Father passed over 53 years ago at an early age of 46 and my Mother was left with the task of bringing up two children with a very modest income and a empty bank account because of the issues and meds needed to keep my Father alive with for 7 years with the terrible disease of Cancer. She faithfully traveled Boston, a 50 mile ride every evening, after working a full 9 hours, without missing a day in good weather and bad weather. After his death my Mother worked as a supervisor in a millinary factory for nearly 20 years without taking time off for any reason. After the factory closed my Mother,who was a seamstress by trade, opened up her own alteration shop where she met hundreds of customers who actually became her friends. She loved doing things for customers without charging them. She would make it for local churches in our small community and sew on patches on jackets for all the athletes in the local high schools. When would ask why she did not charge them her answer was "they don't have any money and it only took me 15 or 20 minuites.". After my sister got married she moved into a senior complex where she for the next 15 years was the leader,and also the oldest,of the pack. Driving until age 96 she loved taking the residents to Doctor appointments and also pick up scrips when resists were ill. When I asked her why she had to be the one who did everything, her answer was " Harry, their old ". She would wake every morning and bake Armenia specialties and deliver some to all 22 apartment in the complex. She always baked enough to take to local businesses in the small downtown main street. She was truly a giver and always thought nothing of giving something to someone who was a stranger. She lived a complete life,working untl she was 92 and driving until she was 94 and she died peacefully in the early morning without suffering. She took no eds and sent one evening in the hospital in all her 96years. Who could ask for more? She was known and loved by many and guests at her wake numbered over 350.
Last Tuesday morning as was shaving, I paused as looked in the mirror and I thought to myself ,I am not a good son. I should visit my Mother more often, she only lives 8 miles away. I had this guilty feeling come over me. I had mentioned to my wife on Sunday that we owe me Mother a visit and Monday evening I realized I had forgotten to visit her. As I was washing off my wife got a phone call and screamed. My Mother had passed away. I was in shock because she had not been sick so why did she die! I guess she was called by someone who had saved her a front seat in heavan.
The reason I shared this with you is so you realize what should be important to all of us and list our priorities accordingly.
I recently had a meet with the priest of the small Amenian church nd asked if I could help in anyway.
I had been involved in many fund raisers and was successful in getting funds needed. He asked if I would help him in finding funds for buying a 15 passenger van and exporting it to an orphanage in Armenia. I told him that it would be my pleasure in honor of my Mother. Now this will be at the top of my priority list.
Thanks for taking the time to read and learn from it.
Harry Malkasian
My dearest Mother at the young age of 96 passed peacefully last Tuesday. She was an incredible women who was loved not only by her relatives but also by her hundreds of customers and friends. My Father passed over 53 years ago at an early age of 46 and my Mother was left with the task of bringing up two children with a very modest income and a empty bank account because of the issues and meds needed to keep my Father alive with for 7 years with the terrible disease of Cancer. She faithfully traveled Boston, a 50 mile ride every evening, after working a full 9 hours, without missing a day in good weather and bad weather. After his death my Mother worked as a supervisor in a millinary factory for nearly 20 years without taking time off for any reason. After the factory closed my Mother,who was a seamstress by trade, opened up her own alteration shop where she met hundreds of customers who actually became her friends. She loved doing things for customers without charging them. She would make it for local churches in our small community and sew on patches on jackets for all the athletes in the local high schools. When would ask why she did not charge them her answer was "they don't have any money and it only took me 15 or 20 minuites.". After my sister got married she moved into a senior complex where she for the next 15 years was the leader,and also the oldest,of the pack. Driving until age 96 she loved taking the residents to Doctor appointments and also pick up scrips when resists were ill. When I asked her why she had to be the one who did everything, her answer was " Harry, their old ". She would wake every morning and bake Armenia specialties and deliver some to all 22 apartment in the complex. She always baked enough to take to local businesses in the small downtown main street. She was truly a giver and always thought nothing of giving something to someone who was a stranger. She lived a complete life,working untl she was 92 and driving until she was 94 and she died peacefully in the early morning without suffering. She took no eds and sent one evening in the hospital in all her 96years. Who could ask for more? She was known and loved by many and guests at her wake numbered over 350.
Last Tuesday morning as was shaving, I paused as looked in the mirror and I thought to myself ,I am not a good son. I should visit my Mother more often, she only lives 8 miles away. I had this guilty feeling come over me. I had mentioned to my wife on Sunday that we owe me Mother a visit and Monday evening I realized I had forgotten to visit her. As I was washing off my wife got a phone call and screamed. My Mother had passed away. I was in shock because she had not been sick so why did she die! I guess she was called by someone who had saved her a front seat in heavan.
The reason I shared this with you is so you realize what should be important to all of us and list our priorities accordingly.
I recently had a meet with the priest of the small Amenian church nd asked if I could help in anyway.
I had been involved in many fund raisers and was successful in getting funds needed. He asked if I would help him in finding funds for buying a 15 passenger van and exporting it to an orphanage in Armenia. I told him that it would be my pleasure in honor of my Mother. Now this will be at the top of my priority list.
Thanks for taking the time to read and learn from it.
Harry Malkasian