Got a text from brother last night that mommy had passed away :(.. I cried so much last night and had a pain in my heart that felt like a squeezing strained emotion. I was glad that D was off work to comfort me. I was restless throughout the night, but as soon as I could pull myself together, it was morning and baby Isaac and I got dressed. We went to St. Patrick’s Church to light some candles and say some prayers.
Baby Isaac walked all around the front yard of the church. I took pictures of him by St. Patrick’s statue. He was in a playful mood as if his grandma Tita was right beside him playing with him.