I went to Zamboanga City, Philippines at the end of August to see my mother and brother and to face end-of-life issues, and came back to the U.S. two weeks later. This is a compilation of my posts about that trip. Some of them, I can't bear to read again because they are too emotional for me. I hope some of you who have dealt with the similar situation can appreciate how that feels. Thank you.
The rest that follow are more or less chronological.
These last two are just random thoughts that were not addressed in the previous posts.
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