I was very close to my grandma.She took care of me when I was a baby. But as I grew older, we kinda grew apart. I still remember when I was about 2 or 3, I would stay in my grandparents apartment. I was just very close to my grandparents. After my grandpa died, my grandma moved with my aunte to Seatle. So I didn't get to see her that often, even though I badly wanted to see her. She would always call here and ask how we were doing. "Lola" was very close to GOD...she was the President of the "Woman's Society for Christian Service" and the President of the "United Mothodist Woman." "Lola" has a son named, Louie, which is my uncle, and she loved him very much. It didn't matter if he was a "special child" but to my grandma's eyes, he was this normal person.To many people, my grandma was this warm hearted person. "Tita Afrie" called a few hours ago...saying that she heard the bad news. While I was talking to her...she started to cry and told me that my grandma loved me very much. So I couldn't help but cry too. And while I type this down, tears run down my eyes because of the pain I feel.I hope that "Lola" is happy with "Lolo" up in the heavens. And Kuya Kimuel is right...you don't know what you got..until it's gone!

__yourstruly;♥Mariel