I left for a few days to be with my grandmother who really needs my support. I needed to let her feel how much I love her and how much I am willing to sacrifice just to be with her. I was hoping that when she sees me, I will be able to light another spark of hope for her, another strong push to keep her fighting.
It was so sudden but I was rather glad. I appreciate how my husband was really understanding, and mama too.
It was a roller coaster ride. Happiness because of seeing my loved ones that I've been missing so much and sadness because of seeing someone that you love so much in pain.
I believe in the power of prayer. I believe in the power of faith. I needed to be there just to make the most of time. I needed to come to kiss and hug her and tell her to continue to fight and I'm still holding on to the power of my faith.
Love you nanay. Kaya mo yan. <3
