Ready

 My mother finally visited my departed uncle at the cemetery. She didn't go to the wake or the funeral because she said that she wanted to have her last memory of my uncle is when he is alive. I told my father to just let Nanay be and once she's ready, she'll be the one to ask to take her there and she did. Out of the blue she wanted to go to the cemetery to visit my uncle. Nanay is fond of Tito because when he first set foot in Manila, he lived with my parents and he was the one who assisted Nanay in taking care of my sibling who were young kids back then. They really had a close relationship. I remember when he first visited my uncle when he was bed ridden, she was really giving him words of encouragement but when we left the house Nanay said to me that Tito will not be able to survive it, I then said to her to don't lose hope. She said that it was painful to see Tito that powerless. A couple of weeks before he passed, Tito asked my cousin to tell Nanay to cook his favorite sinigang na isda and Nanay of course happily did so. Who knew it will be the last time he will be able to eat Nanay's dishes. Until the very last moment, I was still hoping for a miracle

I grew up with a strong image of Nanay, she's a tough one but the past few years I've been really seeing her vulnerable side. The way she handled her grief with Tito's death is a testament to that. I'm not used to it but I need to be the adult now and look after her more than ever. Same with Tatay too.

So please Dear Lord, always guide my parents to always stay healthy and strong. Please guide me too so I can be as strong as I can to help them.