Today I was thinking how when my dad suddenly died at age 49 from a heart attack, I didn’t get to have the chance to say goodbye. To say all the things I wanted to tell him, to tell him what a great dad he was, and how grateful I was for everything he had taught me and done for me. I’ve done that countless times through the years through my writing, in my head, and in prayer. Now, perhaps, our Father is giving me this chance at a long goodbye with my mom. To say all the things I need to say, to care for her, and to love her. That thought somehow comforted me. Because throughout this long goodbye, though the time may come when she will no longer remember me, I hope she will continue to feel the care and the love. After all, the heart always knows, and never forgets.

#CaringChronicles❤️ #thelonggoodbye🎈

*Mommy in Tagaytay, November 2016 on our last mother-daughter overnight trip.

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