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The other night was the last vigil of Aunt Eve and yesterday was the interment at Forest Lake Memorial Park. The whole family was mourning. We deliver the woman who has been a remarkable one to her final rest.

I was not able to take pictures. I left my camera at home. But even if I was able to bring it. I still cannot take pictures because I was not in the mood. I feel down and weary. This melancholy is less expected. She is not close to me unlike my sisters. They always see Aunt Eve before in every occasion. And those occasions I seldom attended yes; she is not that close to me. But I wonder why I am feeling like I lost someone closest more like a best friend and a sister to me. We never have the chance to know one another. But during her interment, I realized I should give myself a chance to know her deeply. I should be present on those occasions that she can still smile and talk.

I may be so late of knowing her in person. But with the testimonial of her friends about her when she was still alive I never expected that she is far different with of what I thought of her before. She maybe tactless at times yet a fighter for her friends. She maybe tight in regards with money matters but generous to those people who need her help. She maybe a woman who hated by hundreds but loved by millions.

To you Aunt Eve wherever you are now. I saluted in every missions you have accomplished here on earth. And I am so proud of what you had become. A teacher and a right hand of your Principal is one great work. No one can ever replace of what you have done to your students and how you touch the heart of your co teachers. In behalf of them. You will always be remembered.

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