59 years old. Mother of four, widow, business woman, community leader. She runs a junkshop and uses it to give lost children hope by providing them with a kariton and a job, teaching them her favorite adage “may ginto sa basura.” She gives older women something to wake up to with the Zumba/tai chi sessions she sponsors every morning.
She embraces her imperfections and even makes jokes about them. Takes things lightly, not succumbing to drama even when the situation calls for a soap opera soundtrack. She hides her tears, ashamed to let someone else see, but gets into panic when her children are involved. She loves her children so much she cries over their bruises, celebrates their smallest achievements, and carries their burdens but will not allow them to see it. She takes to Facebook to monitor their activities, thanks to her grandson, Z, who serves as her mentor in modern technology and the internet.
She swears by the belief that to keep living, one only has to inhale and exhale.