one last note

my grandma was burried last saturday. sadly i wasnt able give my eulogy because of time restraints.. but if given a chance it would be something like this.

I was on my way to work when I learned that grandma died. i was just recently transferred to another department so i cant really afford to be absent. I informed my officemates of what happened and they quickly gave their condolences. I immediately stopped them. I told them i they should not be sad for me coz im not. I wont even wallow. instead i chose to celebrate the life of my beautiful grandma .I havent really told anyone about this but one of the earliest childhood memory i had was with my lola sepa. i was about 4 or 5 by then when lola abducted me from the house and brought me to lawis bantayan. i chose the world abducted coz i cant really recall if she had my parent's permission to take me. i still can recall it was almost dark and people were rushing and scrambling for a jeepney. i managed to climb into one but lola wasnt able to do so and she just said "nya mulakaw lang ka ug una?" so i had to jump off the jeepney and we waited till we could find another one. by the time we reached lawis i thought we would only be staying for the night so i packed my slippers that night before going to bed in front of my bebaffled grandma. only the morning after i learned that we're staying for a couple of months. everyday on the way to the bukid (which is actually just a hill)i would secretly cry coz i dearly miss my parents. It was quite an experience indeed.
If theres anything in this world no one could deny about my grandma is that she a very religious person. every day she would wake up at 3am to say her prayers to the devine mercy and a few others for the rest of the day. She was such a devout catholic that she even celebrated the feast of her patron saint in bantayan to her new home here in lapu-lapu. Everytime we got a chance to sit down and talk, we would spend hours discussing about her faith to the all mighty and how it kept her going. i wouldnt really be able to do her much justice coz listening to her is definitely and experience itself. Everytime i have momens of lapses and doubts, though she may never know it, she never fails to lift my spirit up and restore my faith to our LORD. and i bet im not the only one to that. A lot of you would be able to attest how this woman lived a fruitful life with God being the center of it all. Thank you lola.. for the faith.. the courage.. and the strength. your 82 years here on earth is a life well spent.