my rock.

[ninadaqueena]

i haven't blogged in the past few months because so many things have happened in this short time that will impact me for the rest of my life. the biggest thing was losing my grandmother on july 3, 2009... exactly 3 months before i lost my aunt. anyone who really knows me knows how important my family is to me and how i would gladly give my life to spare theirs. everyone goes through this and it takes time to realize that it's a part of life and although their physical being is not with us, their presence is still felt. its difficult because you start to think of all the things you wanted to do. i am (almost) 26 years old, pinay-american and have never been to the philippines. it was always my dream to go back to the homeland with nanay (nanay means mother in tagalog, thats what we all called my grandmother). i wanted her to show me where she grew up, where she raised my dad, aunts n uncles, where she planted rice in the hot hot sun for hours on end, the house my family grew up in.. she told me stories when i was a kid, as a teenager and as an adult... which i will forever treasure. the purpose for her migration to the US was to help raise my sister and i. when my parents found out they were having me they knew they were gonna need nanay's help. nanay arrived in long beach with us a few days after i was born in 1983 and has been my rock ever since. she passed here in the states and her body was flown into iba, zambales.. where she was born. she is buried next to amang (my grandfather who passed before i was born).

Nay, maraming salamat sa lahat... mis na mis kita at palagi kitang mamahalin...