Hello Nanay,
Tomorrow, January 24, 2026, would have been your 92nd birthday, and if you were still here, we would be celebrating together. Not a day goes by without remembering you, and while we’re grateful you’re free from suffering, we still wish you were here at times. I truly believe that where you are now, you’d never want to return to this chaotic, troubled world, and that thought brings me more comfort than words can express. I could never be selfish enough to wish you back only to endure a life of pain from health issues—that would not be the act of a loving daughter.
Our birthdays are a week apart, but before mine comes Ate Jhosie’s birthday on Christmas Day. While we celebrate the birth of the Lord Jesus Christ, there was also sadness in me because it was her first birthday away. Emotions tried to take over, but I fought hard. I prayed. I refused to let myself be consumed by that emotional state, as it has no place in my life.
I looked back at the memories you left through pictures and videos, and I cried, laughed, and smiled until the heaviness inside me faded away. I praised God, knowing He had a big part in that. He kept me on my path but let me vent a little, and for that, I’m grateful.
Mama, thank you for the love, understanding, respect, discipline, and words of guidance you’ve given me. Thank you for always putting all of us before yourself. You were such a generous and caring mother, and I feel truly blessed that God gave me a mother like you. I know we only get one life, but if we had another and could choose, I’d still choose you—and Dad too.
Happy Birthday, Mama. I love you. I know I’ll see you again someday… hopefully not too soon, as I still have to finish my race here. Hugs and kisses, my dearest nanay.
Gin... (that's what you always called me).
