We went to the cemetary at 0530am, (Yes, you read correctly 0530AM). There is supposed to be a rosary / responso. But not sure what happened, because there was not one. There were quite a few people at the cemetary (although not like in the thousands as the daytime). We then went to Mount Carmel Cathederal/Diocese for Sunday mass.
After mass, we went to breakfast, then I went home. I have so much house work to do, it is unbelievable. We were going to meet back at the cemetary at or around 3:30pm, and then I knew we were going to have potluck dinner immediately after.
I made some papaya coco. Coco means it is pickeled. So this is pickled young/unripe papaya!

Then we went to mass at the cemetary.
(My camera is not working properly anymore, so I did not take any photos)
After mass, we had potluck dinner at Uncle Bill / Aunt Brenda's place.
Chicken estufao / Katdun pika...













After the responso we went to visit my father's side of the family. Our beloved Nana, Tata, and the rest of their family. For many years, I remember that we always took care of all our family gravesites, from my moms family (her grandma/grandpa and her sister) to my dads family (his mom/dad/brothers). We would always do the ritual of painting, etc. You can tell to, because the blocks are the same on both my moms side and my dads side.

















