They say all good things must come to an end—and as much as we wish it weren’t so, it proved true for our dear sister-in-law Teresita’s visit from California.
From the moment she arrived, her days were happily spoken for. Her thoughtful hosts—her nephew and his wife—made sure she saw the best of what our side of the world could offer. There were visits filled with laughter at my sister’s home, warm reunions at my niece’s, and a memorable drive up to Antipolo, where the air felt lighter and the views stretched endlessly.
Of course, we couldn’t resist a side trip to the much-talked-about Dean & Deluca Cafe Antipolo—perched in the mountains, offering not just food, but a feast for the senses with its sweeping vistas
And then, before we quite realized it, her last day arrived.
With her usual warmth, Teresita gathered us once more—this time for a farewell lunch at The Olive Tree Cafe.
Around the table, Mediterranean dishes were shared, but more than that, so were stories, laughter, and heartfelt words. Each of us, in our own way, tried to capture what her visit had meant—how it filled our days with something extra special.
The hardest part, as always, was the goodbye.
But somehow, the joy of the past days softened the moment. Hugs lingered a little longer, smiles carried a promise, and in between it all, she assured us she would return next year.
And just like that, we held on—not to the goodbye, but to the beautiful certainty of another hello.
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