How could I ask for better?
When I already have the best?
My love, my dearest, my grandmother, my Inang. I wish I could have told you while it still mattered. And my saying that I never had a hero was a stupid opinion on my part. I was lying.
Thank you for giving me my heritage and teaching me what it truly means to be independent. You're my inspiration, my strength, and all the white butterflies that pass me by. Mahal kita. Hindi kita malilimutan.
Mama Sol. She who raised me, is raising me, and continues to love me regardless of any fault or flaw. The person who taught me how to be a friend, knows my potential, and believes I'm her hero. She's mine too. I want to be like her when I grow up. The only real difference between people are their decisions. I choose differently.