My tita passed away this morning at around 4 AM. About an hour after the last post was published.
I knew she was in bad shape last night. But I didn't allow myself to think of her dying with any finality. I didn't even write it down in the previous post. I don't know, maybe I thought it was bad luck. But it's the closest I've been to death. I wanted to say something naive like I wish I never have to go through anything like that again, but the only way that'll happen is if I die first.