So, it’s been a year, huh? I didn’t realize how it was possible for that time span to feel long and short at the same time. It still feels like yesterday when we were standing in the ER, watching the nurses try to revive you. Surprisingly, I haven’t cried today. What has happened in the
Why the loneliest days come after you bury the dead. When death comes, the support is almost immediate, overwhelming even. Messages of condolences—what does that even mean, really?—start pouring in as soon as they hear about the unfortunate news. People come in droves right before you’re left to deal with your grief by yourself at
On the last night of my Daddy’s wake, my brothers and I shared a few words with family and friends, who shared in our grief, celebrated our father’s life, and told us of the wonderful man he was to them when he was still alive.
What was the last thing you talked about with your mom? Ten years later, I can’t seem to remember for sure. Was it when I was squatting on the floor, administering an enema (please don’t Google what it means) that morning? Or maybe when I was feeding her dark chocolate ice cream upon orders of
It’s been four years. It doesn’t really feel that long unless I read my previous entries and I’m proven wrong. It has been that long. Five years ago was the last Christmas we spent with you, in an unfamiliar place that almost reminded me of Shake, Rattle, and Roll. I watched you get wrapped in
“Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.” —1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 Sitting inside that beautiful Church on the first night of Simbang Gabi is always special. It was my first time in Gesu again after moving in and out of Katipunan for the
One of my favorite quotes from one of my favorite shows. Say a prayer for all your loved ones who have passed. Eternal rest, grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them. May they rest in peace. Amen.
Headed to the town where my mom grew up last Thursday night. Her sister’s husband passed away suddenly last Sunday. It was very sad news to start the week with. This was also my first week working on our website all by myself so I was quite stressed this week. I don’t like leaving unfinished
I wish I could say no regrets,And no emotional debts,And as we kiss goodbye the sun sets,So we are history,The shadow covers me,The sky above a blaze that only lovers see