Mama when she was young.
I miss my Mom and there is no day when I do not think of her. When she passed on, my feeling was so difficult to explain. I was not in denial or anything like that but it was like "she-just-vanished-and-I-could-not-find-her" type of feeling.
I wonder why death has to be so final. I just wish that there is still some mode of communication. I wish I can send her an email or something and see how she is doing...
But I am sure she is happy with my Dad now and, most of all, she is now free from the pain brought by Diabetes.
Mama in one of my siblings' birthday gathering
Armand and I visiting Manila after we got married.
Fun times
