Lola Sebia always celebrated her birthday on December 14th when we lived in NYC. However, her real birthday is December 9th. Since I've grown up celebrating it on the 14th, I still continue to do so. While going through my albums, I've noticed that I have way more pictures of Lola and me than I do with Lolo. I have found a lot of pictures of me as a baby and a young Tito Mike and an even younger Tito Monching - scroll down to the bottom! I'd like to do before and afters for my scrapbook.I miss my grandmother very much. Tyler did not get a chance to know her because Lolo and Lola left in my second trimester. Terrence, however, was lucky to have spent his early years with them. Terrence's last conversation with Lola was about a month after Lolo passed. He was about to turn 9 in a few weeks. Lola was crying on the phone and he told her, "Don't worry, Lola. I'll come stay with you during summer vacation." She must have asked him when that was because he told her it was in June. When I told Terrence that Lola was called to Heaven, he said, "I was supposed to go. She had nobody to talk to."
I remember one winter when Dad was coming back to NJ from the Philippines, he called from Alaska and said, "We're here in Alaska now." Mom and I didn't know who "we" was. And it was the best surprise for me to see them both. So this last time before I had Tyler, I figured I would see them again the following year or so because they generally come back after a couple of years.
I remember my summers in Cali. One year, Lola was excited that I was coming that she forgot she had injected her insulin and did it a second time. This was when they were living on Court Street. She went to some candy warehouse (before there was Costco or Sam's Club) and bought me a box of Kit Kat bars, knowing that I love them so much. She should know, with how many she has bought me over the years. So the following year, I wanted to surprise them so that wouldn't happen again.
I remember I was very spoiled by both Lolo and Lola. Whatever I wanted, they gave me. I remember the last summer I spent there was right before high school. I didn't know then that I wouldn't be spending my summers there anymore. But I was on the plane and I cried and sobbed so hard. I was 13 at the time. There was an older lady sitting next to me and she asked me what was wrong. I couldn't speak for a long time, the only thing I could say was, "Grandparents." She thought I had lost them, but later I told her that I was sad because I wouldn't see them until next year. Over the years, I called often, that I still remember their phone number when they were living on Ingraham Ave - 213-413-0171.
I remember "window shopping" with Lola in NYC, going to the various street fairs, going to church. And one thing that I didn't like when I was younger was our daily evening prayers. We did this for years. But looking back now, I am grateful that she has instilled the love of God and faith in me. Just because I went to a private Catholic school, doesn't mean I had the foundation of faith taught to me. I learned more from her than all my years combined in Immaculate Conception School.
I love you with all my heart, Lola! I miss you more than I can describe!
Lolo and Lola at 722 Larch Avenue, Teaneck NJSpring 1998
Wow! Who are they? I know that's me that Lola is holding.
Lola and Albie - February 26, 1971"Flying Kiss Action"










