On Feb 22, 2023, we arrived in Iguazu eager to witness the breathtaking waterfalls. But fate had other plans. Upon landing, a message from my family revealed my mother’s sudden hospitalization but they assured me that mom will pull through.
We woke up the next day to a text that mom was gone. God must have wanted to see her sooner. 🥹
It was a very difficult day.
In my darkest moment, my friend Sarantos stood by me, offering comfort and strength. With newfound resolve, I sought solace in the urgent need to return to the Philippines. I had to be strong.
Before our flight back to Manila via LA (a 48 hour journey), we had 5 hours to kill so we went to Iguazu Falls for 3 hours. Obviously, I did not have any good photos nor do I remember any of it at all. I was walking in complete daze. Amidst grief, the park’s beauty eluded me.
Yet, Sarantos’ kindness inspired a promise of return. I promised him we will do a proper visit and come back. So here we are again.
Today, we were welcomed by a sea of yellow butterflies that filled the park, a transcendent sign of hope and renewal. Yes, a new beginning unfolds.
Thanks mom for being constant despite your absence.
