03/11/2024
This place was once filled with beautiful colors and sparkling laughter, now became so silent and black. Yet the love of the significant people we once had remains in our hearts forever.
As a child, I remember back then how I used to run around this place whenever we visited our lola and uncle.
Climbing up the ladder of her native house where we used to cook and eat. Although the only light that brightens the house is the light from the fire, the melody of my Lola's stories is what makes the overnight stay more colorful.
Then, a good night rest follows these beautiful stories.
As I look back, I missed how it feels to become a child. Where everything feels like nothing but living with innocence and peace.
I missed how it feels like to have these angels on our sides, telling stories and making memories.
Sometimes I cannot even look back without tears flowing from my eyes. Yet, life is supposed to be lived forward with the memories and love they left behind.
Lola, your cry baby back then is now a grown up and still growing up cry lady but I know that you are always with me and praying for me up there.
Uncle, Shiny is doing her best with the dreams you made together. Please watch over her as she continues with these dreams and will make you proud someday. I know that you are praying and guiding her up there.
Praying for all departed loved ones in heaven to enjoy the peace and beauty of heaven with God. Until we meet again ππ»