It's been 9 days since my mom went with the Lord. Wednesday last week, we took the last flight from Singapore to Bacolod via Cebu Pacific. We arrived in BCD around 8 AM Thursday and went straight to the hospital. When we arrived at the hospital, I saw mom with respirator but I didn't feel too bad. I was still hopeful and trusting that the Lord will heal her. I felt alright or it was just the comfort of the Lord that I won't feel bad seeing my mother not able to breath on her own anymore.
I was kissing her, holding her hands, touching her face, talking to her - but there was no response.
16 days ago as of today. The pain is still deep. The pain is very present. I am literally nursing the pain. I am missing her more every day. It just strikes my heart everytime I realized that I cannot make a long distance call and talk to her anymore - never again.
I thank God that from day 1, His comfort and love have been gracious.
I missed you, Nanay. Until we meet again.
Blessings ♥
