Rest in peace, Lola...

Tita Cecille's mom passed away a few hours ago. She's our next door neighbor and has been here for as long as I can remember. I always call her "Lola" and she's very nice. She never fails to invite us whenever they celebrate something. She's very religious, she has always kept her promises to the Lord and even when she could no longer walk to church, she would always have the Eucharist brought to her house by the lay minister.

When I heard about the news, I was shocked. I couldn't believe it. She celebrated her 95th birthday last month and I thought she'd live to be a hundred years old. I was pacing back and forth and I couldn't think clearly. After Mom went there, she called my godmother/next-door neighbor to tell her about the news. When they talked about Lola, my tears started to fall and then my chest hurt - as if my heart was being torn into pieces. That's when I realized that I would never see Lola again and all I have are memories... :(

Christmas is near, but I can't feel it. With all these things happening... I don't feel like celebrating. T_T