My Yaya Chen Chen

My Yaya Chen Chen decided to go home.
She worked with us for almost two months.
She is from Barotac Viejo, Iloilo.
She came to us when Daddy was still in Makati.
She helped me in many ways: preparing my milk, washed my clothes, bathed me, gave me what I needed. She was an all around helper. She would also bring me to sleep. But I did not like her to sleep with me.
She was a heavy lady, with one child, from an illigitimate relationship.
Heavy physically.
And O when she ate--talagang five to six times than I can take.
She is a college graduate in agriculture, but could not find a job, so she decided to work with us as my yaya.
She was very helpful to me.
But many a time, I hated her because she would not give in to my demands: like leaving me alone to do what I thought I should do like not eating my breakfast. Or drinking my milk.
When Yaya Chen Chen left us, I was sleeping. So I was not able to hug her before she left us.
I hope to see her again.