It's been more than a month since your passing, Aunty Aegile.
I won't forget that you had gathered friends to pray for me as I was admitted to the hospital on March 4th for my PLDD surgery, only for me to find out from Kat that you were rushed to the hospital yourself in the wee hours of the morning on the day I was discharged. And on March 9th, you had gone home to be with our Lord. I wasn't even allowed to go for your funeral because it was so soon after my surgery. I found myself in tears today as I thought of you, a grief that I had tucked aside.
Thank you for being a role model in the way you fought for the rights of the marginalized. Thank you for your selflessness. Thank you for the impact you've had in my life, and for the reminder that the fight and advocacy continues.
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