Today was unbelievable. My grandmother from my mom’s side, which is by far the most kuripot person I know (now I know kung kanino ako nagmana heheh), spent quite some money for me. A shirt and a lunch may be a small thing but it is a big deal when a stingy person decides to take out some cash for someone else.
My parents told me that my grandmother was the one who raised me so I am very close to her heart but now I don’t really hang out with her that much because she often irks me with how much of a putakera (like my mom!) she can be until today because she needed someone to accompany her to Meralco for a bill complaint or something.
After Meralco we went to SM. We passed by a boutique and I was surprised when she told me to pick out whatever I want. Her response to every shirt I check was “Oh that looks beautiful on you! How much is that?” but because I didn’t want to abuse her and I still want to go home, I chose something affordable albeit adorable (my granny told me so, and I think so too!).
She wanted to eat lunch already and I suggested the first thing that came into my mind–McDo. She doesn’t like McDo. Okay. We ended up eating at Jollibee and insisted that she eat the burger steak and I, eat chicken joy. I actually wanted the steak but she kept telling me “basta ikaw chicken joy ha" until I give her a yes then my stomach started to churn and I think I felt love and concern combined by this woman who can be very exasperating. I missed that feeling.
While I was spending time with her I noticed that she has gotten older. Years slowly washed away the strength she once had; though it seems like mortality cannot take away some specialties that doesn’t make her feel like a decaying soul–her smiles and her outspokenness (I swear the lady doesn’t shut her mouth!).
