Bits and Pieces That Make Me
Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent. - Victor Hugo
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
It Comes in Threes
I was talking to a friend yesterday about how many people I know have experienced the passing of a loved one just within two or three weeks ago. In our office, on the 14th floor alone, 2 people lost their dad/moms and 2 others, their grandfathers. My stepmom lost her sister about a month ago. I lost one of my grandmothers last Saturday.

She was my mother's mother - Lola Anday, who according to my dad, held me in her arms when I was a year old, took one loving look at me and while shaking her head sideways, said: 'Kapangit na bata.' Lola Anday, who smiled through beady eyes; had such a plump, soft and huggable body; and always lets us play with the stunted extra finger on her hand, conveniently placed like a huge stone-ring on her ring finger. Lola Anday, who loved my mother so much... she never forgave my father for taking my mom away from her.

The wake and burial will take place in Davao. I was supposed to get a mass card and flowers to send in time for the Friday interment. But then I received a call from my cousin this morning saying my uncle wants me to be there. Presumably to 'represent' my mother's family.

I have never been to Davao, my mother's hometown. And it seems surreal to be visiting under this circumstance. Two months ago, three office friends and I planned a trip to Palawan. A week before that, some of our other officemates planned a trip to Davao, and invited us to come along. We all declined, because we couldn't afford two trips so close to each other. If only I had pushed my credit card's limit at that time, I would have at least seen Lola Anday one last time. But now is no longer the time to be thinking about what ifs.

I'm nervous. I don't think I've been to a funeral of a blood relative again since 2001, my father's, and my mother's before that in 1997. I hope I don't freak out.

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To Lola Anday, you are the strong bond that until now, keep your children and grandchildren together. Though much of your story is unknown to me, know that you will live on in us. May you rest in peace in His arms, finally together with Lolo Isaias and Mom.

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