Sally - my mom

And now, she's gone. Life will be different now. It's supposed to be this way a few years back. For three years of my married life, she's always been here to support my needs and give love to gabby. I must admit, she took care of her very well since birth. She's my mom and gabby's mom too. They call her grandma, they talk about her so often. They even have little fights about their grandma. She wakes us up every morning, with a loud voice. She calls every one she knows - Mica! Edsel! Marc! and asks anyone who will respond to do errands for her. She loves computers. She loves music. She loves gabby. She loves everyone who loves her back. She's strong. She's loud. She has a generous heart. She talks a lot. She likes to say bad words. She knows my breast cup size. She buys my lingerie. She rarely cooks. She wants to go out all the time. She goes to the gym. She always forgets where she had placed her cellphone. She's with me whenever I have my haircut at David's. She has 2 tattoos, and I find it cool. She groovy. She's young at heart. She likes to repeat was she just said. She rarely say what she needs. She manages to take care of every little things around the house. She's a teacher. She's Gabby and Iya's Grandma. She's Rosalinda Dolotallas. She's my mentor. The guide in my life I always love to disobey. The mentor I rarely listen to. She's my mom and I'm gonna miss everything about her.