My long-planned blogging comeback has been put off several times already this year.
So much has happened in the family – my boys are doing great. My husband, although still not a regular employee at the municipal agriculture office, is doing great at his job. My eldest son is now in Grade 6 and my youngest just turned 2. I myself have not met my goal of losing weight but nevertheless I achieved another, that’s getting a new job right after the previous one ended. I’m just so happy that I didn’t have to wait long.
Also, we lost a dear family member recently. Nene Lilia, as we fondly call her, was my father’s eldest sister. She died suddenly. She had no known illness. She merely complained of dizziness and told my mother that she was going to lie down to rest. An hour later, she’s gone. A week later, when family members arrived from in and outside of the country, she was laid to rest in this quaint private cemetery somewhere in Mongpong.
Nene Lilia was one of the most important family members because she helped raised me, my siblings, my cousins and down to our children. She has no family of her own, a spinster, and she made it a promise to herself to devote her life taking care of everyone. She puts the needs of others first, before her own. She’s one of the most loving, persevering, selfless and hardworking person I’ve ever known. We are heartbroken about her being gone but we are comforted that she didn’t suffer any debilitating disease, nor experienced a lot of hardship or terror. She died peacefully with family members around her. Nene Lilia will be majorly missed by everyone. My kids, who adored her, are still too young to fully grasp the concept of death. They ask us from time to time when will Lola (Grandma) Nene come back home. A question whose answer is quite challenging to find when asked by little kids.