So, some people might be wondering why I’m still at it, updating this blog after all these years. Well, sixteen years may seem like an eternity to most, right? Others have moved on, life’s thrown all sorts of things their way, and there’s a whole bunch of other stuff to worry about. But here’s the truth: I keep tapping away at this blog because there’s just no way I could ever say enough about the incredible life you had lived, especially your love for our daughter, Samantha.

I would also like to ask people to see the blog as our treasure chest of memories. It’s like that box of old photos people keep under their beds, only it’s out in the open for all to see. Writing about your life and your love for Samantha is my way of preserving those timeless memories. It’s like keeping a flickering candle lit in the darkest of nights.

Your love for your daughter was heroic. It shaped her into the amazing person she is today. So, when I keep writing about your love for her, it’s like passing down our love story for the ages. I want everyone, especially Samantha, to know that love never fades, even when the pages of the calendar have long been turned.

Life has also thrown some curveballs, and one of the biggest is dealing with the grief from your passing. Writing about your life has helped me cope with the loss, process my feelings, remember all the lessons your gracious life has taught us, and ultimately leave Samantha an enduring chronicle of your love.

Your life was a lesson in kindness, wisdom, and inspiration. By sharing your story, I had hoped to show how your selflessness can inform others to live their lives just a little bit better. And who wouldn’t want to learn from someone as awesome as you?

I still remember that time when we had to rush Sam to Cardinal Santos Medical Center because she got very sick, and you had somehow managed to stay cool for her sake, while I had simply panicked all over the place. You were always our bulwark.

And in an ever-hectic world, staying in touch can be tough. People move on, relationships change, and everything whirls by in a blur. But this blog is like a hotline to the past. It lets me speak with you, even though you’re not physically here anymore. It’s like my bridge to those days gone by, making sure Sam and the next generations will know just what an amazing person you were.

Sixteen years might have passed by, but the love, memories, and inspiration you left behind are still as real as ever. My ramblings about your incredible life and your love for me and your daughter are like love letters that never end. It shows how the people we love never truly leave us.

We love you, Mommy. You are too beautiful to ever be forgotten.