Going to Meetings Without Doing Any Meeting.

A child needs a grandparent, anybody's grandparent
to grow a little more securely into an unfamiliar world.
~Charles and Ann Morse

What I thought would be a difficult task came in really e-a-s-y. Yeah, easy as adding icing to a mini cup cake! And it’s intricately complex to be writing some reminiscence about younger years with my grandmother while listening to Gym Class Heroes’ Cookie Jar. Couldn’t really get enough of that song once it starts playing!

Before I start blabbering all about Gym Class Heroes and how wonderful and easy to the ears their songs are plus how cute Travie McCoy is… Let me go straight to the purpose of this piece today.

If you’ve been following my blog, you’ll already have an idea what I’m up to. Yes! I am now on day 4… so 26 days more to go? That’s still a long way, but hey, I know I will make it. I know I will. I WILL. Anyhoo, day 4 is for a letter to a sibling or a closest relative. I chose to write for two people who I terribly miss: my grandmother and my younger sister. Both are still walking the sweet surface of the earth (THANKFULLY!) with so much gusto and unparalleled sturdiness, it’s impossible for them to get lost completely.

Ever since our grandmother left us due to a fight with the mom that seems to be irrevocable – since any attempt to bring Lola back home has remained futile – I have been missing her suddenly intolerably. I realized the moment she went away how I took her for granted while she was away; how I never listened to her because I only wanted to do what I wanted; how I see her as the most annoying antagonist in my life’s drama because she always seem to have this invisible list of things that I can and cannot do; how I hated her at times because she couldn’t stop nagging at my late grandfather (who was really adorable!), mom and uncle and my dad (behind his back), and of course, my siblings and me. I realized the moment she went away that I’ve actually lost a friend, after all she was the only person in my family whom I could talk to about anything, yes, even boyfriends and I did get a handful of pretty good and useful advices from her. I remember our chikas of her younger days and how she met my lolo and their love story. I remember how I made her run after me because I signed our lot title with crayola – clearly vandalism. She really took care of me and my siblings like we were her own children. She loved us dearly although there were really times when she was very strict, but of course that was with a very good cause. I miss her. I really do, didn’t I already tell? But now I’m not even sure anymore if she’s ever going back because my mom is also not doing anything to make amends with lola. Super L

I sent her a letter months ago, asking begging for her to come back home. But she didn’t send any reply. I never heard a word from her, well except for text messages from my cousin on the 5^th day of the month reminding me for lola’s money. Ppft. If only she comes back home, everything would be a lot easier.

Because I couldn't find a decent picture of my grandmother.
Make do of this. She absolutely abhors being photographed!
So there's her silhouette, peeking out, baby sitting my younger sister:
Ang (not the one I'm talking about here).

Lola,

You are the best that lola anybody could ever have and the most beautiful one because you love without pretense. You care and sacrifice without expecting anything in return. You have sacrificed enough and I am very thankful of that. You have helped a lot in molding me to become the person that I am now. Your presence surely made a big difference in my life. I really couldn’t thank you enough. My words will only fail me.

I hope you come back home ASAP. Christmas is almost here and I don’t want to spend another Christmas without you L So please, please, please come back home and let’s all be merry and happy and face the challenges together.

I love you , ‘La!

P.S.

~*~

Taken on the day of her birthday.
How I wish she could've stayed as cute and innocent as this.
She's become totally an opposite of her nickname :|

As for the letter to my sister… I don’t want to give out too many details on that because it’s not very pleasant and they better be left as such. I just wish though that she wakes up one day from this really bad dream she’s bringing to herself and to everybody else. Otherwise, she’d be ruined eventually. And I really don’t want that to happen. She’s still my sister after all and I always pray that she be strong to fight off all the demons that will come her way.

it's better we stop pretending,

~tSin