They say you are loved (by others )when you are born , you will be loved when you die in between you have to manage.
I wrote an obituary for my aunt who passed away last 2 weeks . I tried to recall her life and my relationship I have with her. She was a spinster. (She never got married.) She was as we call someone who's married to her profession.
I just realized that I’m at an age where there's a lot of saying goodbye to relatives and family who are at their twilight years. auntie Letty was a character she was, strict and sometimes snooty but she was bubbly among her friends...She was so fond of us to a point where she wanted us to always join dances, choirs or even beauty pageant at school. Her profession was a teacher she was known as a terror and a strict one and her passion is in the Arts- especially dancing she handles Mostly Physical Education as well as Araling Panlipunan among others . Auntie Letty as she is fondly called by her Nieces and nephews she is also Lola Letty to her Apos. She was passionate of her craft, thoughtful and very independent. She is also very loyal to her friends. even in her old age she would travel and go to their homes to try to visit them. she is also a loving Lola who would call her apos and always give them some goodies especially when she's asking them some errands like buying her meds or snacks . Last 3 weeks she felt ill and she bid her farewell last September 6, 2016. She was 87. I believe, she has lived a full life, spent around her family, relatives and friends. Died peacefully in her sleep.Written last 2 years ago...
Now you may ask why I am writing about something as morbid as death. I guess it’s me being pragmatic, you know the thought that nothing is certain in life except death. Sometimes me and my friends would talk about how we wanted to die. Even my bestfriend already drafted her last will, telling me that she’s leaving me her bags and purses and her jewelries ( were both only girls so we don’t have sisters) I remember her also saying that she doesn’t want lots of flowers in her burial rather she wanted balloons and no sad music . So maybe I’ll prepare lots of Drake soundtrack (she has a thing for Drake) Lately she told me in passing how she felt restless and casually mentions , maybe I’m dying. And I said you’re just burn out with your work. And you needed to unwind, so I said why don’t we go to India. I was expecting a protest from her like she would say, rape cases are so high and India and it might not be safe for women tourist. But to my surprise she said let’s go after my trip to France. She’s going in September for the Ryder Cup. I just mentioned India probably because of my remnant thoughts having watched, Eat pray love, from Netflix. Anyways, I’d always say that I’d still want to die beautiful (not necessarily like in that movie where the gay character was make up transformed into his fave celebrities) I mean I don’t want to suffer from an illness. I’d want that I die peacefully in my sleep and hopefully surrounded by the people important to me and them not hoping I’d die sooner because I’ve let them suffer taking care of me while being sick. If it’s not too much to ask.. and hopefully we leave the world better than when we found it.. (heard this from a line spoken by Khaleesi in game of thrones while she was freeing the slaves. On that note, I’m still thingking about doing my community service which I have been neglecting lately. Motivation stat!
Simply cut the side sleeve and voila! Just pair it with a not so shabby jeans otherwise you run the risk of looking like a homeless person begging on the street, although nothing wrong with that and if you’re going for that goal. But for me if you make one item of your outfit your main focus make it that. So wear it with a nice shoes for example. 
