'Till Death Do Us Part

My skepticism about love probably have rooted from my own family. Being a product of a broken family, I lost my faith in marriage. As a child, it became more understandable to me that marriage is just but a piece of paper. With my own parents, my uncles and aunts all breaking up like they haven't been married for years and treating each other like strangers, it was so easy for me to conclude that relationships aren't meant to last.

Having to find my own true love changes everything I believed in. When I met my husband, all the skepticism and doubts was suddenly swept away. And yes, there is really a love that lasts forever.

As I look at the last days of my lola's meaningful life, I again had the reaffirmation of everlasting love. All the hardships and pain that Lola went through during her final days, Lolo was there as her side. He was literally at her side attending to all her needs. Lola, being bed ridden, couldn't much but nod her head, call out someone to help her eat, drink, clean up and even pee. I can feel her frustration for she was so used of taking care of others. Now, it was her turn to be taken cared of.

Until her final breath, it was Lolo who remained by her side. I can feel the heartbreaking lost every time I would look into his eyes these days. Lolo and Lola didn't have the perfect marriage. They had their share of fights and arguments. I was witness to all of it. They could have parted ways long ago. But Lolo opted to stay. I know he say it a lot and I know the mistakes he had committed in the past. But I know he redeemed himself by showing more in his actions than any husband could ever do to his wife.

I stand in awe and admiration. I want a love like this. A love that even death can't end.