My personal tribute to my Mang Meng.

She was my mom next to mama. Mang Meng was my mom’s older sister. She was like a mom to me. I remember how sweet and caring she was. Growing up I will spend 2 months every year until I left Philippines. I remember running, crying and hiding when a plane ✈️ will fly by her house. She will pull me out under the bed 🛌 where I was hiding and assure me that all is well. She would cut my long dirty fingers with a huge scissors ✂️. She always gives me change of 🪙 coins to buy candy. Plus I will take ice candy that she sells and take off and hide somewhere and eat them. I think 🤔 she knew.
I love you ❤️ and I will always miss you 😢! Say hi to Tang Datdi ,my mom and dad also. And the rest of the family!