Being strong is very hard during tough times. And i’ve been struggling to be at my strongest since last night. I received a text from my brother asking me to call him. That was it. I was too scared to call but i did. Straight to the point. My grandmother (mom’s mother) passed away. I just can’t. I can’t even, ugh. It’s been a long time since i cried too much until last night.
Inay was confined last week due to stroke. She has history of high blood and previous strokes. My titos and titas rushed her to the hospital last week, she got better and was trasferred from the ICU to a room. I had very high hopes that she will get better. But yesterday my dad texted me that inay was transferred again to the ICU. Yeah, that’s it. I prepared myself for the worst. But my heart is really breaking.
Last April 9, we just celebrated her 80th birthday. We had a surprise kiddie birthday party for her. We really did our best to be complete, not knowing that it will be inay’s last birthday celebration with us. Life is really short.
Naks pink 🙂
Inay’s tarp 🙂
Inay with Zach 🙂
Purple kind of day 🙂
I will terribly miss you, specially how i play with your arms and tummy. We always laugh at you when you easily cry tears of joy when you see us. I know you are happy now, without any pain and troubles. Did you see Tito Bong and Tatay there in heaven? I love you, inay. Goodbye. We’re on our way to see you in your beautiful bed.