My dearest Tatay Macar,
I miss you so much.
Thank you so much for showing up in my dream to put blanket over me when I am sick and cold or just to visit. Thank you so much for loving me like I was your favorite granddaughter even if you were like that to all of your grandchildren. Thank you for showing us how to love, care, be kind and generous and most of all, thank you for dreaming the best for all of us. And oh, thank you for "infecting" me of your love of peanuts and newspapers.
Last night, you showed up again in my dream. I didn't know you can still grow older in heaven.
You tried to get up from your chair when you saw me and you almost fell on me. Because of that I got to hug you. Oh, how I miss that white tshirt you always wear... When I woke up in the morning, I tried to find meaning to why you showed up again last night and I realized today is your death anniversary. Yes, I went to the Blessed Sacrament Cathedral to hear mass for you. I saw your smile in the middle of the colorful cathedral windows.
I love you very much, Tatay Macar! Rest in peace, Tatay, and please continue to watch over us. You are the best grandfather I wish all grandchildren can have.
Ging-ging
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