For Lolo.

I feel compelled to write before bed. Yes, I’m tired and not feeling the greatest, but I came across his program tonight. Brought back many memories, happy & sad. ❤️

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I am Bernadette Bonifacio, the granddaughter of the great Hermogenes V. Datu.

I’ll always remember tuning into Jeopardy to watch with you, even if it was for a few days out of the week.

I’ll remember you turning the page as you read the daily newspaper.

I’ll remember your daily walks with Lola around the neighborhood. It was stop and go anytime you saw a baby or toddler with their family.

I’ll remember your consumption of Hershey’s Kisses after a meal. Passing a few over to us just because.

I’ll remember attempting to teach you how to operate a cellphone. You really tried. It made me laugh.

I’ll remember how you wanted to look at every picture from Dad’s camera making sure you had the perfect smile. 😊❤️

I’ll remember the music and how you always loved to dance. Please save me a waltz!

I’ll remember your stories as you grew up in the Philippines.

Lastly, I’ll always remember your laughter, your kindness, your strength, and your bravery to move to a country and start anew.

Thank you for everything, Lolo. I love you.

b

I’m scared.

I’m dealing with a bunch of question marks right now in regards to my health. I’m scared. Going back to my specialist. I haven’t seen them in almost 2 years.

Anxiety. It’s real.

All I can do right now is breathe and just think positive thoughts. I can’t jump to conclusions.

I’ve been meaning to post my previous blog, but I haven’t gotten around to doing it. I was in the middle of it. I’m lacking inspiration. I mentioned this a few weeks or maybe months ago.

This year has been hard. Social media is only a highlight reel. I like to dive right in when I’m blogging. My fears are real. My fears are valid. But I’m going to face them head on. There’s no running.

I need to sleep and recollect myself.

Good night.

b