Dear friends,
Two weeks ago, I found out that my Nanay Millie passed away. Nanay was the 1st cousin of my paternal grandfather. So she was like a grandmother to me. In fact, when my parents were abroad, she was in effect like my grandmother and did raise me. When I was only a little boy she would pikpik me so that I would go to bed and sing me songs so that ma tulug ko.
When my father told me that she passed some 2 weeks ago, I did not react to it. It is as if I did not believe it. I could not believe it.
I just web-cammed with Nanay on facebook the previous week. I even saw her and talked to her when I visited Bohol last year 2010. Ning lingkod ko near her and talked to her, kalingaw siya mo gakos nako mo ingon, "Ondoy BranBran daku na kaa kaayo!" and she would also kiss me and whisper to my ear, "Ondoy, kamusta naman imong studies? Doy, gimingaw na ko nimo kaayo".
I always cry when I was with Nanay. I have a weak heart when it comes to loved ones.
It was today when I was driving to work that I started to cry and sob for her. It just hit me. That I cannot see her or ever hear her again. My Nanay Millie.
Nanay was old, but a strong fighter. I will share some memories of her here. She was like a mother / grandmother figure to me when I was just a little boy. When my father was an Engineer in Saudi Arabia and when my mother was in USA, and my sister and i were left in the Philippines alone. I always found solace in the hugs and prayers of my Nanay Millie. She would always prepare food for me, prepare my bed, comfort me when i was missing my parents. And most of all, she taught me how to pray the rosary. And always took me to St. Joseph's Cathedral every Sunday. She taught me the beauty of Eucharistic Adoration.
I miss her. I type this here now, to share in my loss and in my sadness.
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