death around us
recently, my lola died. it was not a tragic death, we were actually waiting for it to happen. you see, she was really old already and senile. she had alzheimer’s disease. everytime we would go visit, it breaks our hearts to see her shriveling and being stuck in her own little world where she thinks she’s a girl and her mom is there to spank her. i couldnt take it sometimes and i would just have to harden my heart and turn my head away.
i used to picture her before when she used to tell us stories of her youth and about the war.. at that time, we worshipped her for she used to weave her magic of stories upon us as we sat there staring up at her and listening intently, careful not to miss a word..
now, i am confident that she has taken her place among the stars that represent all other good lolas and lolos in this earth..
i will look up to the night sky with a smile on my face as i picture her there….
