Hello there! Last July 03 is my Grandmothers 1st Anniversary in heaven. It is nice to have some gathering in your family, relatives like cousins, uncles and aunts. Everyone is happy seeing each other for a long time. It is just sad to gather only when someone has its death. Today marks a year since you left us, Lola. It's hard to believe it's been 12 months since your passing. I still remember the day like it was yesterday. Your love, wisdom, and guidance continue to inspire me every day. I miss our conversations, your warm hugs, and the way you always knew how to make me feel better. Though you're no longer with us physically, your legacy lives on in my heart and in the countless memories we shared. I'm grateful for the time we had together and will continue to honor your memory by living the values you taught me. Rest in peace, Lola. Even though you're no longer with me, your love and legacy continue to live on in my heart. I remember the way you'd smile at me, the way you'd hold my hand, and the way you'd make me feel like I was the most precious thing in the world. Your kindness, generosity, and wisdom inspired me to be a better person, and I'll carry those lessons with me for the rest of my life. I miss you more than words can express, but I'm grateful for the time we had together and the memories we created. Rest in peace, Lola, and know that I'll always love and cherish you.
This is my beautiful family. It is a big family and I'm proud of it. My aunt's, uncle and cousin's... Yes! We are not perfect but I am happy.. Celebrating with them is timeless. My family isn't perfect, but they're mine, and I love them with all my heart. We've had our fair share of ups and downs, disagreements and misunderstandings, but through it all, we've learned to stick together and support one another. We've laughed together, cried together, and created countless memories that I'll treasure forever. Our home may not be flawless, but it's filled with love, laughter, and a sense of belonging that makes it feel like the perfect imperfect place to be.
Despite our quirks and flaws, we've learned to appreciate each other's strengths and weaknesses. We've discovered that it's okay to disagree, and that our differences are what make our bond stronger. We've found that love isn't about being perfect; it's about being present, being supportive, and being there for one another through thick and thin. And in our family, that's exactly what we do – we show up, we care, and we love each other with all our hearts.
This is my Grandparents grave. My granny grandmother and my grandfather. My Lola and Lolo were the definition of unconditional love. They weren't perfect, and they had their fair share of disagreements, but their love for each other was unwavering. I remember the way they'd bicker and tease each other, but beneath the surface, their love and respect for one another shone through. They'd hold hands, share stories, and laugh together, and I could feel the warmth and love radiating from them.
Despite their imperfections, they were each other's rock, supporting and caring for one another through life's ups and downs. They'd whisper sweet nothings to each other, and their eyes would light up when they'd talk about their love story. They were my role models for what a loving relationship should be built on trust, respect, and unconditional love. Even though they're no longer with me, their love continues to inspire me, and I'll always cherish the memories I have of them.
It's a bitter truth that some family members only reappear when death brings them back to the fold. They'd forgotten birthdays, milestones, and struggles, but suddenly they're experts on grief and condolences. The hypocrisy is palpable, and it hurts more than it should. Meanwhile, the ones who were there through the hard times, who offered a listening ear and a helping hand, are often left to navigate their emotions alone. It's a cruel irony that death can bring out the pretenders, while the true loved ones are left to pick up the pieces. Despite the insincerity, we'll honor the memory of our loved one by cherishing the genuine relationships and memories we shared with them.
It's ironic how some family members only show up when there's a death in the family. They'd disappear for years, only to reappear at funerals, pretending to care. It's like they're only interested in paying their respects when it's convenient or expected of them. Meanwhile, the ones who were truly there for the loved one throughout their struggles and triumphs are often left to grieve in peace, without the fanfare. It's a harsh reality, but sometimes it's the distant relatives who are more concerned with being seen than genuinely showing support. Despite this, those who truly loved and cared for the departed will continue to hold them close in their hearts, even in death. So to my Grandparents soon I will see you again...Rest in Paradise..
(This photos are mine and edited by canva)