
Lola,
It's hard for me to write this. I'm sitting here thinking about all the moments we shared. A lot of the things I can remember, only pertain to us praying, haha. "The Lord can not wait!" you would say.
I was too young to truly know and understand the teachings and knowledge you shared with us. I can only say THANK YOU. Thank you for always reminding us about the power of prayer. The power of God. The power of family.
You have been a constant motivation throughout my entire life. Through all the trials and tribulations God has put in front of me, I have always thought about you. The simple thought of you, Lola, during those times would bring me to my knees, to make the sign of the cross and pray.
I'm so thankful that I was able to see you when I did, a few years ago. You are and always will be an inspiration to your family and friends. I will never forget our conversation that day in September 2007. How you sat me down and told me how proud you were of me. I tried to brush it off like it was nothing, but you wouldn't let me. You got a little angry when I asked you to stop, because I said that it's what I had to do. You wanted to be sure, that you told me what you did. I didn't realize until now, that you already knew that this would be our last face to face conversation. I sat. I listened. We cried. We hugged.I can promise you that I will continue to make you proud. I mean, if all else fails... I can always become a priest ;-)
Lola, I love you so much... Like Kuya Butch has said, you truly are our spriritual rock, and the foundation of what is good in all of us.
