The last thing I will remember about her was when she rolled her eyes and circled a finger around her ears… while she had dextrose and a tube inserted in her nose… as if she’s telling our Fil-Am cousin behind his back that he’s an idiot.
That made us laugh.
Well… she was indeed funny so that’s basically a given.
More than a week later, she’s now in heaven.
That made us laugh.
Well… she was indeed funny so that’s basically a given.
More than a week later, she’s now in heaven.
What was supposed to be a birthday celebration for my Fil-Am cousin last Sunday (May 30, 2010), transformed to a celebration of Mama Zeny’s life. Mama Zeny is my mom's oldest sister-in-law (she married my mother's eldest brother). For almost 40 years, she raised a husband, five kids, and a slew of grandchildren. I’ll always remember her wisecracks – her light-hearted, kidding nature – that makes me feel that she truly loves life. We love her because she was nice and very accommodating. I remember when I was a kid… I’ll always get aguinaldo from her aside from what Papa Johnny gives me. She’ll also make me eat her feast even if she knows that I already ate in my grandparents’ house (my grandparents’ food is oilier than what they serve but that’s okay because they serve Batangas-style Kilawin). I could have been an impish brat when I was young but I never really remembered her losing her cool on me. As her house transformed through the years from a cramped, two-storied, green, wooden home to a large, marble-floored mansion, that’s very spacious and superbly clean, Mama Zeny always welcomed his nephews and nieces (eventually grandkids) with open arms.
She was 68… and she will be missed.
Mwah.
She was 68… and she will be missed.
Mwah.
