Frances is my oldest cousin on my mother’s side of the family. I lovingly call her Ate (ah-teh) Tata.  Ate is a Filipino title of respect for older female siblings or cousins. Although Ate Tata lives half a world away, she’s like an older sister to me. 

During each of my four trips to the Philippines, she always went out of her way to care for us, to make sure we were comfortable, and to guide us in our travels. 

It was on my third trip that we buried my mother in her home town.  I remember Ate Tata comforting and caring for my sister and me in our grief. As I reflect back on that trip, I realize how much I needed her and was so grateful for her love and care. 

My most recent visit to the Philippines was in 2006. Tonight, I looked at pictures of that amazing trip with Daddy, Donovon, Alexa, my sister, and her husband. We had some great adventures and Ate Tata was there doing what she does best – accommodating us, guiding us, and caring for us.  I can’t help but smile or laugh whenever I recollect that wonderful trip.

Now, over three decades since my first visit, Ata Tata is still here for me with comforting words and memories after the loss of my father.  I am so very thankful for my cousin Frances, all her love, and all that she has done for me and our family.

I love you, Ate Tata and I hope to see you again very soon!

She is third from the left and that’s her daughter second from the left.