月曜日, 10月 31, 2005
A space for my lolo and lola
Today I paused for a moment and offered prayers for the eternal repose of my lolo Pedro and lola Maye. I'm absolutely sure that they are resting in heaven and watching over me. If there's one thing I'm really thankful to the Lord, that is giving me the kind of lolo and lola that I had. This blog is dedicated to my beloved grand parents who watched over me, who were proud of me, of all of us their grandchildren! and who gave everything they had and who loved without limit, forgave without end and who always believed in God.
My lolo Pedro and my lola Maye's love story is my all-time fave. Theirs sprang from friendship strengthened by their music and nourished by all the adversities and simple joys of married life. Their union was a perfect epitome of the for better or for worse, in sickness or in health, til death to us part. I never saw them fight and in their more than 50 years of being together, they were as sweet as the first time they fell in love. They would hold hands, dance and sing together, laugh together, have fun together, even if it is just mere star gazing. They were so dependent that when my lola Maye passed away New Year of 2004, my lolo lost his will to live and joined her shortly, 4 months after.
I can still hear the soft voice of my lolo as he hums ballads in our veranda. I can still feel my lola's rough hands as she gives me the 'must have massage' everytime she visits our home. They both divide their time equally to all their grand children to make it fair and square. There was never a favorite. They would always brag about each of their apo (grandchild).
My lolo is the original fashionista in the family. It's a must that sneakers are for outdoor activities, rubber shoes are for jogging, and leather shoes must be worn on necktie days. Lolo loved the movies so much. He loves music. In fact, his life has always been music. There was nothing else he could do for a living but sing. He was our pianist. And he was the 'under the saya'. He was the quiet type. The 'Yes, mam!' so to say.
But lola, she was the real head of the family. She commands everything in the house. She kept scrapbooks! She also loved to sing and dance. She was the power and pillar. She was a great cook! And she was a proud collector of everythig that should be in a kitchen. I never knew a person who was as prayerful as she was. She always carried with her a rosary and whenever she's free, instead of watching TV, she'd rather pray the rosary. She loved gardening. She loved raising animals. Dogs. Cats. Pigs. Chicken. Goats. I don't know, name it, she once upon a time raised it. Everybody loved her because she was giving and she was always innovative. She was always the leader and she made sure that our clan sticks together, whatever happens.
Sometimes I lose faith in love but whenever I think of them, tears fall down my face . They were a living proof that it could be found, and I just have to believe.
I wish I could have talked more, gone out more, sang more, danced more with my grandparents. I miss them a lot. They gave all these wonderful talents. They make me proud to be a Regala. They make me proud that I am a mixture of races and that it is OK to be me. They gave me a gift of music, of faith in God and they filled those gaps with so much love that even though Mama and Papa often times were busy with their own lives, lolo and lola saw to it that each of us were special and we were loved and cared for.
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