When I was young, one thing that I'm afraid of when growing older is losing my mother. Age advances, and it means slowly losing her. I even counted my mother's age when I'll reach 30. I told myself, she'll be at her 60s when I turn 30.
The saddest thing happened earlier than I expected. I am 23 years old when she passed. I'm not that young, but not too old. Illness hits her, and it deteriorated her health so quick. It's still painful to lose her at an age that's not considered too old. It's difficult to lose a parent, someone so responsible, at my age then. For sure my life has been easier if she had lived 20 more years.
I'm still feeling the tiredness from our recent trip but happy that we enjoyed visiting places. Meanwhile, I prepared early so we won't be late in attending our weekend meeting in sign language.
We came from Binmaley Beach, and traveled along the Baywalk. This area in the pictures is already in Lingayen which is adjacent to the town of Binmaley. It was a sunny morning then.
