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How Do I Live Without You?

I think it's a very difficult thing to lose your mom. At least, for me, it was. She was my only connection to my Filipino heritage and to be honest, I never wanted to lose her.  In truth, this past 7 years since her death, everything I have done has been for her for one reason or another.

Mom never left my side. It was her love for me that made me who I am today, and because of her I dream Big. She dreamed Big. And everything she did, was Big.

I remember the way she would switch from English to Tagalog and back, and joke about almost everything, (especially grown-up humor :) ). My mom was a huge flirt, the Best cook, a spectacular giver, and a very loving grandma and mom.

I admire her, and wish I could be like her and then some if life allowed. I am writing this to help someone who maybe misses their mom too. Because I know that you have many days where a piece of you seems to be gone. My whole life and existence is lost without her. I spend my life searching for her love again. (And her machado lol).

I encourage you that loss can be a blessing in time. It opens the door for you to do more than what you would have done before. Just like I am doing now.

This fiscal year for me, I want to learn about my heritage, the culture, the history, the food, my family tree, the Philippines, and most importantly, the language of my Mom's people. It is my love for her that drives me to do this journey and I will share it with you as well.

I encourage you to also take your own journey, whatever it may be, and find your inner peace by doing the things you always would have done. See you on the next blog and thanks for reading. God bless.

-Preciosa Velasco

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