My Lola in her teens
Eva Gabutina Cruz, my maternal grandmother, was a beautiful woman.
I knew my Lola since I was born, and I grew up listening to her stories. She was very talkative, which was one of the things that I really loved about her. I would never get bored whenever she was around.
My Lola was a beauty queen. As a kid, I loved watching her and my mom put on lipstick, then I'd imitate them using my red Crayola. Growing up, she gave me makeup tips and told me about her gimmicks back in the fifties at the Brown Derby, drinking rum Coke and dancing the night away. When I entered college, she reminded me to always put on some lipstick and line my eyebrows whenever I went out, just like she used to do, because I was "already a lady." She was definitely a cool Lola, and I bet you know by now where I get my kakikayan.
I will always miss her kwentos and being able to kiss and hug her. I am sad that she has to go away, but happy at the same time because I know that she is now in a better place.
I love you very, very much, Lola! I will never forget you. I'll be seeing you.