#estabillo

I never got to see you one last time. Even if you weren't you're real self, I would at least have believed that you're actually not with us anymore. I wanted to receive a call from you the past holidays. I wanted to hear your voice again, in it's legitimacy.

I still hear you sometimes. Telling me that you love me and to always continue with my faith. I never attended your funeral. I never held your hand. I never kissed you goodbye.

Even if this is just another post or whatever, I want to state my eulogy:

I always remembered you when you were happy. Never were you sad, or angry. you are the most gentle woman that I know. You treated each of us with a uniqueness. I miss you.

You always encouraged me with my studies, even when my parents didn't. They were unaware of the struggles that I experienced. So were you, but every time you called you knew what to say. I miss your embrace.

I significantly remember you for your character.

When I was seven and I fell ill, I remember sleeping in your room. You told me that you would wake me up later on to feed me and give me my medicine. You kept your word. I woke up sweaty and thirsty. You held me up and sat next to me. You fed me a banana and for some odd reason, it was the sweetest I've ever tasted. Although every bit of it was hard to swallow, you told me that it would help me in my recovery. You then gave me a glass to drink from. You knew that water had a way of cooling me down mentally, physically, and emotionally. All I remember now is falling back asleep and waking up feeling better.

When you used to visit us in Singapore, you were a better caretaker than our maid. (I never really liked her) YOU WERE SUCH A RELIEF. You slept with us during our naps. You cooked and held conversations with me and Ronnie. You made sure we ALWAYS had water in case we got thirsty. You were authoritative yet you held such grace. You never scolded us.

I will always remember you for the person who you really were, how I got to know you.

I still use the bedsheets that you made us. Even if they are the set that has the 101 dalmatians as the print, I don't care because I know that you made it for us.