05/04/2026
“You know Grandma, when I look at my headshot that I took for Compass, all I see is you. I look just like you.”
“That means you look good!”
People always say I look like my dad. That’s not really true. I’m a very unique combination of my both my grandmothers. And my father looks like his mom. So it’s never been so much that I look like him. We look like her.
When my father texted earlier me that she was very grave, my heart sank. He called me when I left work today and told me that it was only a matter of days, maybe even tonight.
Three hours later he called me again and said she was gone. It was the second time in my life I heard my dad cry. It’s not something I ever want to hear again.
I often used to joke that my grandmother was the Puerto Rican Ethel Merman. And if you know, you know. Now anytime I want to hear her voice, I know who to watch.
Saint Patrick’s Day will now always have a special place in my heart.
Rest in eternal peace, Grandma LaLa Marge.
I will forever love and miss you ❤️❤️❤️
