Well the major event of this week was a very sad one. My 90 year old grandmother died. She was almost 91... in March. She came to America when I was about 4 or 5 to help my mom out since she was a single mom. My Lola (Filipino for Grandmother), went back and forth to Ca & Az , where my cousins are. She also went back to the Philippines often. She went back to the Philippines a couple years ago to, in her words, "die". She was feeling older and weaker and wanted to be back home. She was still very strong but I think since she stopped doing things like housework, cleaning and cooking and walking, her body got weaker.
We went to the Philippines last March to celebrate her 90th birthday. I could tell she was a lot weaker then I remembered. When we left I hoped it wouldn't be the last time I saw her, but deep down I think I knew it was.
This is the 1st close person in my life to die. It's very hard to imagine she's no longer here. I will miss her terrible. My Mom is in the Philippines right now. I wish I could have gone but it's too expensive and I can't take Kailee and I can't leave Kailee.
Well I'm just rambling on... and it's just making me sad. I will write another blog entry next time which will be on a happier note....
R.I.P. Lola... I will never forget you