My Mushings

My Paternal grandmother Lola Rosita passed away last July 22,2010.I went to Dipolog to see her for the last time. It’s a very and difficult time for our family. She was really very strict and very straightforward if she likes then she really likes you if its otherwise it will be wise to run to the other direction. I wasn’t really close to her because she lived in Dipolog and I lived in Manila. But whenever I would go to Dipolog I would make it a point to touch base with her. I was glad that she was there during my wedding day and she gave Philbert her seal of approval.

She and Adee ( My daughter shared the same birthday).She loved to read and from her I inherited my love for reading. She also loved gardening and I really hoped that I got her green thumb but all I got was the black thumb because I am unable to keep a living plant it just keeps dying on me.

She was diagnosed with Cancer when she 84 years old and there were are a few rough patches and she pulled through this is why her death was a bit surprising because we really thought that she would beat the 6 month deadline that the doctors gave her last June. She did a french exit and I really think it’s how she would have wanted to go. Quick and easy sans the drama of saving goodbye.

I know that there were decisions that you needed to do, choices that you needed to make..Sometimes you needed to do things to survive.You trained your children and equipped them with tools so that they won’t have a difficult time to do things on their own. You knew how hard it was to do things when you are on your own. You were very strict because you knew that they needed the discipline to go on in life.

Farewell Lola Rosita.. I know you now belong to the Creator and that you have returned to Him and he has welcomed you home.All the material wealth, worldly achievements, praise of one’s contemporaries, diminish … mean nothing, and become nothing … in
the face of such a tragedy. Goodbye to you my dearest Lola .. Sleep and be glad that you are free from the pain.

Watch us from up above.. Rest assured that in our hearts you will never be forgotten .

I can never thank you enough for giving me, my mom, my sisters and especially to Brox, Josh and Adee the greatest gift of all my Papa. You have raised him well and helped him mold to the great person that he is and that is the legacy that you’ll be leaving behind.

Let me leave you with poem that really touched my heart:
When tomorow starts without me
and i am not here to see …
And if the sun should rise and find your eyes filled with tears for me,
I wish so much you wouldn’t cry the way you did today, While thinking of the many things we didn’t get to say.
I know how much you love me,
as much as i love you …
And each time you think of me
I know you’ll miss me, too. But when tomorrow starts without me,
please try to understand …
That Jesus came and called my name
and took me by my hand
And said my place was ready
in heaven far above …
And that i’d have to leave behind all those i dearly love.
So when tomorrow starts without me,
don’t think we’re far apart
for everytime you think of me,
I’m right here in your heart.