The first memory I have of lola is a sweet Christmas morning she made Ham for breakfast. I was still very young at the time. The next time we met. I was 14 it was at her house at Capitol. She had prepared a nice lunch for us. She made a dish that i never got to ask her what it was called. it was so good that even up to today i can't find something that would compare to it. She would always be very accommodating. She would always prepare pancit for me when i had guests. it's like she knew when i was going to come over. She always tried to keep herself busy from tending to clients at the cafe or just cleaning. Even when she was confined at the hospital she was still looking out for me, asking me if I have already eaten. If i had money to go home. And I never really got the chance to say thank you for everything she has done for me and i never got to say sorry for the trouble i've caused for her. I'll miss you lola I love you