MISSING DAD
We were on our way to my parent’s house in Morong, Rizal yesterday to join my family in visiting Dad at his resting place in Haven of Rest Memorial Park in Tanay, Rizal (as yesterday was a date that we Christians commemorate our loved ones who have passed away). On our way, while my son Nico was sitting on my lap, I can’t help but think about Dad, how everyday seems so empty without his physical presence in our lives. Suddenly, I noticed tears were running down my face. And Nico was just starring at me, seems wondering why I was crying.
Within me, I know I, like my Mom, my sister Chette and my brothers Ferdie and Erick, have been moving on smoothly, coping each and everyday without him, knowing that he continuously guides us in our everyday lives. But there were just times that I couldn’t help but grieve and cry alone, especially at moments when silence, depression, and tiredness set my heart and mind yearning. Continue Reading »
nalungkot ako for myself, ndi na tayo sabay 
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