The Grannies...

The Calendar says .. tomorrow will be June already.. the counting starts for my ..err.. ahh.. 21st B-day??

oh well.. least to say.. i draw the line at 21. so I will be forever 21.

I'd like to fill my June blogs with stories about the important people in my life. I am not a "malambing"type of person who oftenly say ï Love U"or "thank U"as much as i would have wanted to. I dont know but i think I'm just typically ... SHY. and just having difficulties expressing my feelings and emotions to those people who are very important to me. I'm not quite sure if they would be able to read this but let this be published and let the message find its ways to these people who are responsible in making me the person that i am today and the person whom I will be, because whether they like it or not, they are alreasy a part of the equation of my LIFE.

So let us start to the women who made my history unfold....

The picture above was my "NANAY" she is my father's mom and I love her so much. I used to be a "Nanay's Girl"... but that is before she migrated to the U.S to be with my Uncle and his family who was then a U. S Navy. Despite the distance, my special love for her had retained in my heart and I believe her love for me never changed, after all, I was her "first Apo". The bond between us can never be broken by distance and time.

She left when I was 6 years old and she came back to us only a couple years ago. My only regret was, when she came back, i am already here in Dubai and as much as I would like to be with her all the time to make up for the time that we have lost and do some "catching up". i am already tied up with my work obligations and getting a vacation as often as possible was proven not to be that easy. I could only wish and pray that God gives us mooore time to be with it other. I would like to be with her more to serve her and thank her for all that she have done for us.

The picture on the left was my late "Lola". I have been with her during my child hood days. She is a woman who have great influenced in my mother's side of the family. While my Nanay has two children (my father and my Uncle in U.S.) my Lola had raised 9. So, our family in the maternal side is quite big, least to say. True to her name Leony.. she was like a lioness in protecting her cubs. A highly spirited woman i would say. I always believe that it was my mother who took much from her "spirit". My mother never know how to "beat around the bush"and very much vocal of her thoughts (mainly the reason why there are a lot of "clashes"between them... looking back.. it was so amusing. Their typical banter is like a pot-calling-the-kettle black... hehehe. I know my Lola misses me also when i went to Dubai. I was the only one from amongst my cousins whom she trust to give her "manicure" (she was diabetic and she doesnt trust any one to "do her nails", afraid of getting wounds that will take time to heal) her favorite shade of Nail polish is either 18K or 21K... that is when she thought she was too OLD to wear her favorite PUSSY RED! hahahaha.

My nanay and my Lola 's personality are of great contrast. Though their differences doesn't make them inferior or superior from the other. In fact they were good friends. When my Lola died, I know Nanay was of course, saddened.

I would not want to substandard the contributions of my grandfathers in bringing up their respective son and daughter but I had to admit that the my Nanay and my Lola have made a big influenced in raising up my “now parents”. Wherever they are and wherever I may be... I would always love them with all of my heart.

M