It was the sight of the barongs that made me sad as it greeted me when I entered the house. They’re having it dry cleaned tomorrow.
My lola’s still in the ICU. They had to rush her there because she’s getting her asthma attacks and she couldn’t breathe. Today they had to put a tube in her so they could feed her.
They know it and we know it. She’s 97 years old. This won’t take long, and as bitter as it may be, they’re just preparing for the inevitable, her passing.
In my family, barongs aren’t only for weddings. We wear barongs in our funerals, too. We wear these to celebrate the milestones of each member of the family.