Protection, shelter that’s what her name means in Spanish. And this is exactly what she gave her love ones.
She was a generous and loving lady. I know. I’ve had the privilege of being close to her. I was a recipient of her love.
I will always look up for her. She was a star.Though we were not related by blood, we were, by friendship and by love.
She gifted me with so many wonderful memories, but above all, she taught me about the value of having a dream.
She’s big on “having a dream”. She even have song for it.
There were days that we would sing Disney’s Pinocchio theme, “When you wish upon a Star”. And oh boy did we sang like maya’s into the wind. She loves that song, and I did too.
We would sat in front of her house, while enjoying her beloved San Miguel Beer, she would tell me stories about her life and how Filipino life was like when she was younger. No wonder I’ve become a history buff – It was her amazing stories about the Filipino’s days of yore that got me.
She has very kind eyes. Those beautiful eyes were very observant and curious. If it happened in Calle Bagtican – she knows it.
The reason the whole neighborhood calls her “Mommy” is because everybody love’s her. You’re not from that place if you don’t know the The Queen of Bagtican!
But when she gets upset – better watch out – she’s unstoppable, unpredictable when mad. She could curse, shout and rage in many language. She’s from a generation that gives importance to honesty – she speaks from the heart.
Mommy is always malambing. I think this is the Ilonga side of her. People know she hold no grudges. She’s not the type. Forgive and forget. This is how she was.
To Mommy: thank you, for all that you’ve done for me.
Nunca te olvidaré. Siempre estaras en mi mente y mi corazon.