I feel mixed emotions- sad because my Inang is still in the hospital, she just suffered from a mild stroke; happy because I believe that she's fighting for us.
Two nights of not sleeping so well is terrible,I am so damn far away from them and all I can do is pray, call them, ask my mom about everything and send financial help...
God knows how much i want to go back home at this very moment... I love my grandmother in the most special way that I can't explain. She's the one who raised me even before I was born. If I will tell my life story from the start, she's gonna be part of it in every chapter. My mom used to work before until before I had my baby so my grandmom is really the one who's beside all the way, from preparing my breakfast, cooking my lunch and dinner, massaging me every time I'm sick, always reminding me to take care of myself now that I'm so far away from her. I miss her. I've been crying because I want to be with her now, but I still can't. I am hoping and praying to God to give her the strength to fight. There's a ray of hope to hold on because I know that she's a strong woman. Everything will be alright. I know. I believe. I trust God.... Pls bless my Inang... i love her so much.