All my life, Lola has been a steady symbol of peace.
As our family would shift and grow, I would come to her in a shy quietness, often seeking advice. And Lola would say, “It's ok lang, let's eat!” and I'd happily oblige.
She was happiest whenever her children were altogether. Athough the events of this winter will never be forgotten, I have no doubt that she is smiling at all of us, pleased to see that her family has come together as one.
Through Lola, we received so many gifts, which you can see among us:
Tito Rey, a true and loyal leader.
Tita Girlie, an independent pioneer.
Tito Gilbert, a modern rennaisance man.
Tito Bogs, a private soul.
My dad Amor, a curious adventurer.
Tita Melet, a seeker of beauty.
Uncle Jojo, committed to family.
Tita Irene, a symbol of peace and love.
Each child a representation of the incredible woman and mother she was.
Lola was amazed at every gift she received. Whether it was a phone call, a visit or a gift from abroad, she had the same expression - wow!
May we always carry Lola's beautiful, childlike adoration throughout our lives as she did.
