My spiritual mom, my friend, my big sister, and my aunty. You left without saying goodbye. The Ayuks are still mourning you. Yesterday, I took Lulu and Alex to your house. We met with Uncle Steve and Aunty Lucia. We could not help ourselves talking about you as we were surrounded by the religious artifacts that decorate your home. Aunty Lucia and Uncle Steve allowed me to take the statue of Francis of Assisi, my confirmation saint, as a memorabilia. You told me to never call you at 3pm because it was your time for Divine Mercy. Each time someone talks about Divine Mercy, I think of you and how your warning to never call you at the time you were praying Divine Mercy led to me praying it as well. You’ve left a big hole in my heart. Grandma Aunty as my kids call you, we cannot see you, but we can hear you. You taught us so much from prayer and faith to respect for elders. Just last month when we had the missionaries at the parish, I had my legs crossed. You told me to put my legs down and respect the house of the Lord. That is my last memory of you, filled with respect and in the church. Decency, God-fearing, and respect for elders was all you. I can’t start listing everything about you, but I know that you are dancing with Mama Maria and the angels. Pray for us as we are praying for you. Love your spiritual daughter, Marie Claire.