My dear sister Aida,My heart aches with a loss too deep for tears as I write this letter to you in heaven. I was fortunate enough to have cared for you the last few months of your journey. It excites me so much flying to paradise almost twice a month making sure I bundle up all your doctors appointments and get all your lab work done. What I loved the most was assisting you with your ADL’s, giving you a haircut and dyeing them afterwards. We had endless chats about what’s going on with in our family circle and mostly about your own family.You always had a great sense of humor- and I felt deep inside you were suffering and in so much pain . You constantly complained about your back pain and no heating pad, no right position nor any lumbar back support pillow could alleviate the misery. The middle of March your condition continues to deteriorate.Most of the time, you whine about the bitter taste in your mouth and eventually refuse to eat and drink .The last time we Faced time I asked how your day was and you said “Hindi mabuti Ateâ€. Something in your appearance doesn’t look right so I asked your husband and son to call 911.And there it was, the second monster has beaten you badly. You fought and fought but the battle was unbeatable and finally your brave soul gave up. Now you’re with the God Almighty, the day you have longed for .You still beat that monster .Nobody can hurt you now , nobody can ignore your requests nor refuse to help you out.You’re in the best place ever.One day we will be reunited but until then you remain in my heart and my mind my precious sister 😥😥😥
