Sweet mangoes

It was still dusk and the whole town still sleeping. It was dark yet so peaceful. She softly whispers with the gray sky around, yet as she whispers there is light all around.

"I'm going to the palengke (dirty market)", she whispers. "I have to go early so I can get the best stuff." It was still 5 in the morning.

By 8:00 in the morning, I get up and hear the tricycle drop her off. She comes with fresh fruits and vegetables, sometimes crabs, oftentimes fish. She is happy when she got the best. And complain a little when another lady got ahead of her.



Everytime I see these, I think of you, Lola. I feel your love.
So human yet so divine. I thank God for you. And I thank God that you expressed Him to us, to all your grandchildren and children.