Today I went to Cemetery to visit my Lola, Martina Mattalog‑Tuppal. It’s always quiet and peaceful here, and I brought Foods and lit a candle just like before. Standing in front of her grave, so many memories came back — her warm smile, her stories, and how she always took care of us.
Even though I’m busy with college, IT projects, and coding, I never forget her. I miss her so much, and every visit feels like talking to her again. I know she’s watching over me, proud of how I keep going and finish my studies. I stayed a little longer, just sitting there, saying a silent prayer and thanking her for everything.
Love you always, Lola. Until we meet again.
