On my mother's side of the family, my Lolo's name is
Nicolas. my Lola's name is
Luz. The resemblance to my real name (which was randomly picked from a book of baby names) is a coincidence. My Lolo died a long time ago (I think I was just four years old then). My Lola has been living with my uncle in Sta. Barbara, Iloilo.
On December 29, 2008, my mom, siblings and I decided to visit our Lola Luz in Sta. Barbara. It will be the first time she will see her "apo sa tuhod". At first, we were hesitant to push through with the visit because of the distance we would subject 5-month old Yohan to travel. But, visit her, we did....Thank God, we did.
On January 4, 2009, my grandmother passed away. Life is short. And it pains me that I often take for granted its brevity.
Here's an old picture of me, my brother and our Lola in front of our house in Ajuy.

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same
You're gone from here
And soon you will disappear
Fading into beautiful light
Cause everybody's changing
And I don't feel right