In life, we will experience so many heartbreaks.

My nanny died, at the age of good 94 years. I love you, yaya. I must have not expressed it so much but I appreciated it that you stayed with us again back in 2013-2014. I was all grown up already and very much independent. But I will always yearn for your motherly care.

Can we please bring back the time that my nanny still took care of me ?!?!?!

I would give up all this adult stuff just to be able to go back to the years as a child.

I love you so much yaya. I miss you. 

Please hug Lola and Lolo for me. 

I regret not taking much pictures when I was already a grown up. But know that I really appreciated your love and presence, even if I looked like I was pretty much well on my own. 

I was not well on my own. I will never be. And I will always yearn for your care and love. 

Love a girl who writes and live her many lives.

“Love a girl who writes, and live her many lives;
You have yet to find her, beneath her words of guise.

Kiss her blue inked fingers, forgive the pens they marked.
The stain of your lips upon her, the one she can’t discard.

Forget her tattered memories, or the pages others took;
You are her ever-after, the hero of her book.” - Lang Leave