My Mother

My Mom Miriam was born in Paete, Laguna on the 8th of March 1926. The second daughter of 5 children 2 girls Lucia and Miriam and 3 boys Charles, Fred, and Albert of Pacifico Abad and Antonina Fadul.

Miriam Fadul Abad Dayo 
March 8, 1926 - April 22, 2001
 The Piano Teacher 

My Mother was the most beautiful woman I ever saw. All I am, I owe to my Mother. I attribute all my success in life to the moral, intellectual, and physical education I received from her.

There never was a woman like her. She was gentle as a dove and brave as a lioness. The memory of my mother and her teachings were, after all the only capital I had to start life with, and on that capital, I have made my way.

I would have to say, first of all, she is my Mother with a capital 'M' she's something sacred to me. I love her dearly. Yes, she is my 1st best friend a good friend, someone I can talk openly with at all times if I want to.

They said memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.

My Mother is the "Miracle of Life" nurtured by a woman who gave us all her children love and sacrifice.

Our Family Picture
TOP row from left: Mario, Maria Assunta, Lilia, Alejandro, Benigno,
SECOND Row from Left: Maria Lourdes, Mom and Baby Me (on my mothers' lap), Dad.
FRONT row from left: Francisco. Maria Josefina and Carlos. Rafael John Peter is not yet born.

Remember that time spent with God is never wasted.
Always find time to talk to God wherever you go.

My Note and Personal view:

Prayer of the Chaplet Saving a Soul

"My Mother's last breath was April 22, 2001, I received a message that My Mom is already at peace, I look at the time it's exactly 3:00 AM. As we pray that previous night, I think that is God's and Mom's best preparation for Me and My siblings not to be hurt so much.

No one's child could bear to see her mother in a dying situation, with a little hope to comfort her and us, whatever happens, she will be safe by God's grace. On the night of April 21, 2001, together with my husband Tony and few siblings Ate Malou, Phine and Atong we say the Chaplet of Mercy, that Sister Emma Dizon propagated and have taught Me. When I began to say the Chaplet, I saw my Mom's face turn pleasant to seem peaceful and beautiful.

I talk near to her ears all about my love for her and she's nodding. It breaks my heart to see her dying in the midst of terrible torment and struggle but that moment is totally different, she is calm, cool, smiling, and aware of us. Her Guardian Angel was defending her, unlike before, she was, as it were, powerless against the enormity of the soul’s misery.

I know she's praying a lot even before, she is quietly comforting herself, like what she's always saying "kapag iiyak ako, am sure lahat ng anak ko iiyak, paano naman yon." But while we were saying the Chaplet, I saw Jesus in her heart. All of us in that same room is quiet and peaceful, each of us was able to say our unexpected final words of love for Mom and she's responding through her eyebrows and she smiles, Mom opens her eyes look on us while we're around her in that room in PGH for 3 months that was the 1st time I saw her smiling peacefully. My Mom's peaceful face was the last one I will always remember of her. She has the Holy Spirit within her.

I believe, My very sick mother peacefully breathed his last without us because she doesn't want to leave us with a broken heart of seeing her leaving. April 22, 2001, exact date and day of the Feast of the Divine Mercy she went home to heaven, I am sure."  (Princess Sol Diaries April 22, 2001)

Time flies so fast, after an hour we're all back at the PGH.

I am so blessed that my Mom was able to see and hold on her lap our little Baby Andreij.

Lola Miriam little boys, Isam, Brian, Bennette, Ian, Paulo, and little Andreij.