Goodbye Tita Marina
A few weeks ago, a good friend of mine passed away. Her name – Marina Montinola Silos. She was the epitome of a true Negrense lady – elegant, regal and endowed with the gentility that well-bred southern ladies are known for. Her beauty was legendary, with her alabaster skin, patrician features and, in her senior years, her silver-white hair that set her off from the rest. But aside from all these external attributes, Tita Marina had a heart of pure gold. She was loving, kind, thoughtful, generous and had a whimsical sense of humor that endeared her to anyone privileged to know and love her.
As an active member of the Negros Garden Club up to her nineties, we remember how she participated in the various activities of the club with gusto, like dressing up in her elegant terno complete with blingblings to be the Hermana Mayor during the Santacruzan presentation. She only agreed to this after being assured that fellow member Robert Harland, would hold on to her so she wouldn’t fall during their walk down the aisle. During the last club presentation, Tita Marina was right there up on the stage while the group sang an old wartime song which she thoroughly enjoyed even if she couldn’t remember the lyrics.
We were so glad to see how happy she was during the formal Opening and Exhibit at the Dizon Museum of her precious and unique key chains which she had collected through the years in her travels all over the world. She basked in the glow of attention that her family and friends showered on her throughout the evening. She kept saying, “I’m so happy!” Little did we realize that it was the last time we would see her alive. Two days later, she quietly passed away in her sleep.
No more will we see her laugh and kid around with her favorite group. During her wake, family and friends paid tribute to this gallant lady who brought a bit of sunshine to their lives. Her family lost a dearly loved one. But I lost a good friend.*