I adore this picture. That's my Lolo carrying me and my Kuya, and my Lola looking at us. Second loss this year. What a bummer. And this time, it hit harder, down to the core. My Lolo died, or as how I called him growing up, Daddy died, in the most unexpected, excruciating way. He suffered a stroke and it took 3 hours before a...

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