My lolo (grandfather) was an intelligent, content man. Whatever life threw at him, he never complained and always said that he's okay. Even in his last days, when his illness was at its worse, he would say that he's okay.
Thank you lolo, for sharing your life with us. Thank you for raising up your kids the way that you did. Thank you lolo for being you.
This may be the last time I would see your physical body, but your memories, and your spirit will always remain. After all, when I look at my family, I could see a part of your in them. And when I look in the mirror, I see a part of you in me.
Thank you for your legacy.
I love you lolo.
(Thank you ate Tricia for lolo's photo.)