The woman I love, respect, and miss

Siokapesi Potolaka

 

My Grandma Soko was a mother figure to me. She had a hard life, but refused to make it hard for her grandkids. Growing up with very little my grandma could make miracles happen. In the kitchen, holidays, and birthdays. At the time I didn't notice how much self sacrifice she made so that we had a babysitter, nurse, chef, mother, father, teacher, and great example. She taught me to love God. She taught me that prayer was important (even though her prayers made me fall asleep). She taught me compassion. She also was our savior (especially when our parents came home to discipline us). Her examples will live on through me and my siblings. I love her and miss her, and although she is gone from this physical realm I am ecstatic for the day we reunite. I am extremely grateful for the plan of salvation and the promise I will see her again. With her on the other side, death no longer is scary but will be that much sweeter.



I know she looks upon us and can see us mourning her exit, but I want her to know that she will forever be missed and loved. Siokapesi kou mate he ofa atu ki ho'o mata. Until we meet again. Your legacy lives on.


She was stylish

 



She loved her Grandkids.

Towards the end this big head had all her attention.