Ninang, it's sad we weren't able to spend enough time for me to know you better. All I have are stories told by Nanay and Joema and their other family members. But I know Joema will continue to remember the memories he has of you. Thank you for loving him as your own son. Please look down on us and continue to guide us. And whisper to Jesus to bless us always.
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