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IT Park, Lahug (View of Marco Polo Hotel, the former Cebu Plaza Hotel)
This is How Pools Should Be - 4 Feet All Throughout
Cebu Nightlife at the IT Park, Lahug
Pearl of the South, Indeed
Patricia Evangelista on "A Borderless World"
It's been 20 years or so,
I know a lot of blogger friends share an affinity one way or another with Cebu and for others have dreamt of visiting the place. There is that magic in this island paradise that the anticipation of a 55-minute plane ride from Manila can be likened to a child going to Disneyland. The mere mention of a Cebu trip takes me more than 20 years ago when I only looked forward to painting classes or piano lessons during summer. I only heard of Cebu as the hometown of our household help, or of some of my favorite PBA players then. But more than that it was the place to see our Lola Meding.
I remember my first time to visit Lola Meding in 1984. It was filled with excitement and joy to see her welcome us to her garden and for our then Lolo Mayong to be reacquainted with their apos from Manila. Lola actually stayed with us in Las Pinas for several years in the 70s and was instrumental in teaching me the value of prayer, discipline and love for nature. She went back in the early 80s when sister May was growing up and went back and forth only to Manila for medical reasons.
Her quiet demeanor will only be broken by a loud laughter and a right hand to slightly cover her lips, to keep her poise but not her radiant Spanish beauty.
She was there when I graduated in College as my thesis mates and I, now my business partners, decided to embark on a cross-country trip of the Visayas when work was scarce due to the Gulf War. She was also there to welcome us as Mitzi and I had a 2nd honeymoon in Cebu and then Siargao and was a gracious host to all of our needs.
But as nature would will it, her health wasn't always at its best. The last few years of visiting Cebu was always to see her, and also for her to see us - just to see but not recognize us. May 20th will always be a reserved week for our annual visits to her. As the number of years increased, her health and energy went the other way.
She was in ICU last November due to some liquid in her lungs. Our prayers were for her to recover and survive and maybe able to hold her hand when we personally visit her for Christmas.
God was gracious enough to answer our prayers, and on Christmas Day, I was able to hold her hand. "God, hopefully not for the last time", I prayed silently.
But if it will be, I know deep in all her descendants' hearts that she was and will always be an inspiration.
Cebu trips will never be the same again...
(I wrote this in my head, last Christmas day, and the next day, December 26, Lola Meding was discharged from the hospital and has recovered from her bout with pneumonia. We left for Manila the same night. "We'll see each other again, La.")