My mom has already joined our Creator. A place where there’s no pain, hardships and sufferings. A place where forever there’s only comfort and peace.
A week after my birthday, my dad and cousin noticed that my mom is having a hard time breathing. They rushed her to the hospital and was diagnosed having Pneumonia. She was nebulized and since her reflexes and muscles are not functioning properly anymore, her phlegm was suctioned. She went home Sunday morning and we were looking for an oxygen tank because the doctor advised that she already needs one. Monday morning, daddy went out to buy her medicines. But before going out he told her, “Bili lang akong gamot mo ha. Hintayin mo ‘ko.” (I will just buy your medicines. Wait for me.) After a few minutes, my cousin called my brother and told him Mama’s gone. It was really sad coz all of us thought she’ll be okay again and was looking very fine after she came home from the hospital. It seemed it was her last kick but finally had given in.

I am really thankful to our technology today. I wasn’t able to go home anymore due to financial constraints but I felt as if I was there. From day 1 of her wake up to her interment I saw what was happening through Skype. I saw and talked to my relatives, friends and acquaintances who paid their last respect to Mama. The turnout was overwhelming. I was proud that even though only my brother, sister-in-law and cousin were there, no problems arose from the start until the last day. I know Mama is proud of us on everything we did for her up to her last day where we gave her a decent memorial.
I would like to thank everyone who have always been there since Mama got really sick. Special mention to my cousin, Leen-Leen who took care of Mama that we, for ourselves know we could not do. My brother has work and I am here. I saw her love and care for Mama. She did what we, her children, should have done.
I will always remember Mama as the disciplinarian and I am thankful for that. Again, I don’t know what will happen to me or where will life take me if I did not always follow her and “fear” her. Her ways may not be ideal but I know she only wanted the best for us, just like every mom. And we didn’t turn out that bad.
Now that Mama’s gone, it’s Daddy’s turn to have our attention. All our lives we saw how Daddy loved Mama so much that sometimes he forgets himself. He had sacrificed so much and just focused on taking care and loving Mama. We know he almost gave up on Mama when she got sick but still he stayed with her. Fulfilling the vow he made in front of the altar, “in sickness and in health”. We hope that Daddy stays longer with us. We have so many plans for him to give back to him what he had endlessly given to all of us, his love and care. And in doing these, a few years is not enough.