Here, we mourn yellow.

I don't know why I am blogging this.
Maybe because I am a patriotic Filipino, and I also love those who love my country.
And I believe one of them is Tita Cory.

Haha. I'm calling her Tita Cory.
Anyway, I usually thought Tita Cory was an invincible icon. When I was born, she was there already, not as a president, but as a private individual who gave opinions on what is currently going on with our society, specially our government. She was like the neutral side.

I can say I always believed in her opinions. She may have crossed seas, like supporting GMA first during the oust of Former President Joseph Estrada, then later opposed GMA. It was like a "balimbing" move, but I think we all do that at some point in our lives. We do something, then we realize that it was wrong, and then we go to the other side and oppose it. People and situations change, everything changes, that's why.

I admit that I also cried, along with her family. Maybe because I saw in her my mother, for she was like the mother of the country. I didn't know her personally. I just saw her once on a New Year's Eve mass just this December 2008. She looked sickly, but there was still her signature smile on her face. She didn't make for the front row seats, she went to sit on the vacant ones. Very humble, indeed.

Maybe I just knew her through endless anecdotes printed on newspapers. Great anecdotes. Through those, I knew her as a thoughtful and humble mother of the country.

And here in the Philippines, one great icon left us just before the elections. Our icon of democracy and peace. We must stay strong and face new challenges in her memory. We usually mourn with colors black and white, but now, we mourn also with yellow. Yellow-- a color forbidden during wakes. But we don it because it is her symbol and our symbol of peace and democracy, because we are with her in her unfinished fight.