I always remember that i have everything i need to enjoy my here and now, unless i am letting my consciousness be dominated by demands and expectations based on the dead past or the imagine future When I find myself getting mysteriously emotional, it's usually around this time of year.
Today marks seven years since my dad passed away and seven month since my mom passed away. They both have same date and day. I used to call popy to my dad and momy to my mom.
Popy on September 13th, 2015 and momy February 13th, 2022 (both SUNDAY)
I wouldn't say it ever gets easy. But I do notice that I've made some semblance of peace with it.
Now I can think past the sad memories and smile about the happy ones. I'm actually sharing and talking about it instead of bottling up my grief.
These days, my husband and I can joke about "what would momy popy do?" in a certain situation. (It's usually some form of blurting out exactly what's on her mind and not taking people's shit. #thanksmom)
She loved grocery, gardening, having some pet and cooking welcomes people who came visit the house.
He loved gardening too much.
Losing a parent changes who you are; I often tell people it's like joining a shitty club that no one wants to be a part of.
After she died, I didn't know what the rest of my life had in store for me. A lot of it was a blur in the beginning. As I reflect on the past of years, I've remembered some things and forgotten others; I've grown; I've surprised myself in a lot of ways.
It's just been in the last few months that I've had some happy memories surface without tears. I'm lucky; I had a close relationship with them. We had just gotten out of those awful teenage years and started watering a wonderful friendship.
When popy died, i had momy who always stay beside me. But now, they both gone together.
Surprisingly, I still have unsaid words, things I wish I would have done with her before she passed.
In short, this milestone is a tough one to swallow. This year I will celebrate their passing by writing this blog.
It definitely does feel like we 
We doing this marriage as best friends. Reason? Because we have seen marriages come and go, but best friendships like ours are a made for an eternity. It is a reminder that above ALL ELSE, we are BEST FRIENDS – – we ask ourselves, “how would I treat my best friend in this situation?” Oftentimes, we treat our spouses differently…especially when they nag :-). This helps us put our priorities in order and remember why we appreciate each other so darn much.
my first to draw our photograph on canvas. And i did 
