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Name: loribeth
Country: Canada
State: Alberta
Metro: Edmonton
Birthday: 3/12/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: Jesus Christ, friends & family, GYDE.
Expertise: LAUGHING
Occupation: Student
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Thanksgiving Dinner - October 7, 2006
As I look back on it all, all I can say is that two months went by so fast.
It's the 3rd of November now --19 days since he passed away. And
still
I get flashbacks; my last moments with him still play back in my
mind every now and then.
I miss him... more than ever.
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|  IT'S STILL SO SURREAL.
& I'm still having a hard time believing he's gone.
Picture (Left): Allen Tabby, Me, Lolo Ama in 1993
Constancio Pagola (September 2, 1926 - October 15, 2006). My grandfather, my friend, and my Lolo Ama. After a two-month and one week battle with lung cancer, God took him home. He went so smoothly and without struggle Sunday afternoon at approximately 2:30pm.
It all keeps replaying in my mind, especially the final minute leading up to the exact moment I found out he was gone. I was at church singing with the praise & worship team. Reegor ran down the aisle, and still I didn't clue in when I saw him running towards me. He came up to me and all he said was, "Ate Loribeth, you have to come with us. We have to go now. Ama is gone." And my heart stopped for a second or so as I tried to proccess what he had just said. I took his hand and we ran down the aisle. I grabbed my bag and burst into tears. Through the corner of my eye, I saw Pastor Josh running down the aisle after me, and he walked me to the foyer. Some of the youth ran into the foyer as well. And there we stood, and prayed.
By the time I got to Auntie Ely's house, Lolo Ama was indeed gone. His body lay there on the bed in his room. He was still warm and looked as if he was only sleeping. I hugged him, held his hand, and just cried.
I wondered all week where I would be, who I would be with, and what I would be doing when he took his last breath. I realized that I was right where he would've wanted me to be: praising God with all of my heart.
It's now been two full days since he left. I miss him. But I know that because of who Jesus was and what He did on the cross, Lolo Ama is now in heaven.
Viewing: Friday & Saturday night @ Hainstock Funeral Home
Memorial: Sunday morning @ Hainstock Funeral Home
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Answered Prayers
 See
this? It's a pop can tab. To one person, it may just be something
used to open up a can of Pepsi. To me, it's the answer to my prayers.
I've been praying ALL WEEK for God to give me pop can openers, and not
just for a few but for a very large amount of them. I know it sounds
weird. You're probably thinking, "why would you pray for pop can
openers?"
Well, lemme share with you a story of how God answered my prayers this week...
About six months ago, a boy at my school (who was in the 12th grade at
the time) was in a motorcycle accident, causing him to become a
quadriplegic. He wasn't supposed to be able to go to grad, but he did
--sitting in a wheelchair, paralyzed from the neck down.
He wrote a letter to the school last week, and in it he told us that he
was beginning to have feeling in his left arm again. He also asked if
we could help collect pop can tabs; if ten thousand tabs are
collected, he will be given a free wheelchair.
Ms. Clark's Bio 30 and Bio 30 IB classes have decided on collecting
these popcan tabs. Student Council will be picking up this idea, and
hopefully it will become a Grade 12 graduating class project (if not a
project for the whole school to participate in).
We currently have a small collection started in Ms. Clark's room. I've
been praying all week that God would give us more. I've been praying
that He would give us a large amount of pop can tabsto start some
excitement at school so that we can reach our goal of 10 000 tabs.
Robin picked me up for youth on Friday night. And when I got into his car, there was an entire bag of pop can tabs. There are probably hundreds in this bag! And the moment I saw them, I knew that this bag of pop can tabs was the answer to my prayers.
Praise God for pop can tabs! And Praise God for answered prayers!
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| I'm finally living in my own home again, using my own shampoo and soap in the shower again, and sleeping in my own bed again. Yes, after being kicked out of my house for about 3 weeks, I'm finally back home. Just kidding! I wasn't kicked out, but it sure does make me sound like I live dangerously when I say that.
The truth is, I've been living at my Uncle Eson's place to help take care of the kids and my Lolo. And it is exhausting. My daily routine consisted of waking up at 6:30am to shower and get the kids ready for school, helping my Lolo get into his wheelchair and wheel him into the living room when the homecare nurse arrives, taking the children to school, going to all of my classes, and studying and finishing up homework at lunch. After school I would pick up the kids, help my Lolo with lunch and/or dinner, helpthe kids with their homework as I do my own homework and studying, and watch TFC with my Lolo and any family members that happen to be there until late at night... factor in 5 hour shifts at work every other night and imagine what my stress level was like. PANIC! 
And still, it was all worth it. And I'm going back to that daily routine starting tonight, but forget about factoring in work. I'm cutting down on my shifts at work so I spend more time helping out the familia.
My Lolo's health is like a rollercoaster right now. One day he's up and the next he's down. The past couple of days have been 'up' days. He's been speaking in full sentences (a big change from his 10 words a day), eating and drinking well, and laughing at jokes made by family members. He seems happy. I can only pray that he will continue to have more 'up' days.
Thank you for your prayers.
Back to class I go. YAY for Bio 30 IB, the only course this semester that actually puts a smile on my face 
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