Happy Birthday, Abu.

I miss you.

I miss our dinner dates (where we’d laugh at how people- like the mayor of Cebu- thought I was your young girlfriend). I miss your Old Spice scented hugs, your love of all things beautiful, and your insatiable appetite: whether it be for a heaping plate of crabs, the ocean, or just life itself. 

Thank you for teaching me about family, generosity, and integrity. 

I am who I am because of how you and Grammy helped raise me and I couldn’t have asked for a better pair of grandparents in this lifetime. 

I can’t wait till I see you both again.