Masoumeh Mikilani
March 29, 1933 - November 11, 2020
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Masoumeh Mikilani
March 29, 1933 - November 11, 2020
Obituary
Born an only child into the Sayyadrahim family, she was named Masoumeh – “free of sin.” This name could single handedly personify her 86 years of triumph on earth.
She lived her life as though she was born to help and comfort others selflessly and to give and not to receive. She was a beacon of light that touched the hearts of everyone who crossed paths with her. She was a fierce warrior to any challenge life had planned for her: raising three boys alone while her husband was serving the country? No problem. Raising her daughter while going to school to get a higher teaching degree? Piece of cake.
She was:
– a devoted wife of 67 years to Nader Vahdatipour, through hardship and happiness alike.
– a graceful mother to Hamid, Saeed, Madgid, and Mojgan.
– a beloved teacher and principal to school full of 1600 rowdy boys.
– a culinary artist that left everyone wanting more.
– a craft wizard skilled with knitting, crocheting and sewing. She could replicate any outfit just by looking at a magazine image.
– a special lady with a bottomless supply of love in her heart.
Just like all of the other challenges life threw at her, she fought dementia with all her might. Towards the final days, even though the disease had savagely degraded her mind and body, she was determined to show that it could never take her humanity, as her final spoken word was GHORBOONET – “I die for you, my love.”
She was a giver to the end.
Rest in peace Mother, as it is time for you to be happy and get showered with love and light for eternity.
Masoumeh is survived by her loving husband, Nader, son Hamid Vahdatipour and wife Pam, son Saeed Vahdatipour and wife Suri, son Madgid Vahdatipour and wife Cindy, daughter Mojgan Khashayar and husband Amir. Also she is survived by grandchildren Charles Vahdatipour, Stefanie Vahdatipour Stogsdill, Sam Vahdatipour, Sara Vahdatipour, Michelle Vahdatipour McKenna, Michael Vahdatipour, Sahar Khashayar, and Parisa Khashayar. She was also blessed with 9 great-grandchildren: Chase Gifford, Shelby Gifford Martin, Emma Gifford, Abby Vahdatipour, Benjamin Stogsdill, Everly Stogsdill, Arya Stogsdill, Madison McKenna and Maya McKenna.
Graveside Service
- Date & Time: November 19, 2020 (10:00 AM - 11:00 AM)
- Venue: El Toro Memorial Park
- Location: 25751 Trabuco Road Lake Forest, CA 92630 - (Get Directions)
- Phone Number: (949) 951-9102
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18 responses to Masoumeh Mikilani
Madgid Vahdatipour says:
November 19, 2020
I have no words to use to describe how I feel. Many days have passed but they all seem to be one continuous, plot-less, event. I complete tasks on my list, carry on the conversations I am to have, and even laugh at humorous situations and jokes. But these seem to be just automated responses from a machine which has been programmed to perform.
I see the beautiful blue sky and the Fall sunshine and all I can think is that Fall was mom’s favorite season, and she always said she will leave this planet in Fall.
I eat the fabulous food friends and family have been preparing for us and all I can taste is the taste of the Fesenjon, the walnut-pomegranate stew which mom used to make.
I listen to the music, and all I hear is the song “اوج اسمان””Owje Ä€seman” (The Height of Sky) by Parvin, one of mom’s favorite singer.
I see children heading to school and remember how, with a perfect blend of kindness and fear, mom ensured over 1600 boys had a great experience in school, each and every year; All while she raised 4 children of her own.
I see an elderly couple, and think how she partnered with her husband, my dad, and built a life for her children with abundance of love and opportunities for better life.
I see a homeless person and remember how she never shied away from helping others, financially or spiritually. Everything she had, were just tools for her to help those in need.
I know I will rise from the depth of this dark pit, because mom taught me to never give up. I can hear her telling me, always look to God for help.
So, until then, I will rely on the power of God, strength of Jesus, and the love of great friends and family who have surrounded me with their kindness and prayers.
Dearest mom, my eyes no longer can see you, but you will always be by my side and in my heart and mind.
Suri Vahdatipour says:
November 19, 2020
While I am very saddened by the loss of a kind, active and hardworking mother, I learned a lot from her. His behavior was a sign of her attitude towards having a very responsible life and paying attention to everything around her. The old man, who was resting under the stairs of the building for a few minutes, was served with a glass of cold water or syrup or a hot food on a beautiful porcelain plate She spoke happily with the newly sprouted leaves and buds of the pot
Her lovely face on the bus side seat encouraged passengers to talk to her, and she was always receptive to listening to others and expressing empathy.
Her tireless efforts in life have always amazed me, The mother was suffering from severe arthritis and neck pain and was weaving a shirt .When I asked her why she weaves despite the neck pain?
She answered:” What should I do, inactivity is not tolerable”
I still do not know where this amount of energy came from. I think the great love for the person who receives the knot as a gift and is happy to wear it, was so enjoyable for her that the neck pain in front of him was nothing. Therefore, I must say that her motivation in her tireless activity in life is due to her love for the world and all the beauties of the world and her children and family. She gave unconditional love to others. I wish her peace in her eternal place.
Rest In Peace, Massi
Suri Vahdatipour
Suri Vahdatipour says:
November 19, 2020
We do not forget you, dear mom,and dear grandmom.