I was browsing through one of my social networking accounts and just checked out the photos I've uploaded. There are photos taken decades ago, years ago, months ago, and weeks ago. While looking at each and every photo in my albums, I realized how much I miss a lot of people...
Those who departed...
Nanay Taleng (my grandmother)... she died when I was in high school. It was summer vacation when she had a heart attack. I was her favorite grandson and she was my favorite grandmother. She cared for me so much and I know that she loved me so much as I loved her. I miss her cookings, her laughter, her mannerisms, her actions, her punishments, her concerns. I miss everything that she does. There are a lot of things I wanted to tell her, a lot of things I wanted to do for her... But, even though she's not with us anymore, I know that she's happy in heaven.
Nanay Belen (my grandmother)... she died when I was working as a Junior Test Engineer for Lakeside. She was diagnosed with colon cancer, and that took her life. I was at work when my mother called and gave the sad news. She was always there when we needed her that's why when we knew her situation, we made sure that we were also there for her. Although we knew, sooner or later, she'll be gone, it still was so hard and difficult for us to accept that we won't see her again... ever.
Auntie Glo (my grandaunt)... I don't remember when she died. I believe it was more than ten years ago. I'm not really sure if she was my aunt or my grandaunt, but you get the idea. She was never married and never had her own family. I was her favorite nephew/grandnephew. She cared for me so much and loved me like her own child. You know what I miss the most about Auntie Glo, the days when we visit her in her house and we just talk and talk and talk about anything under the sun.
Tatay Boy (my uncle)... He died last year, January of 2008. He is a very strict guy. He and his family were the only relatives we have in Bicol. He's one of my favorite uncles. He's the only person in my family who was able to make me eat vegetables. He helps our family everytime we have a problem, and he always took care of us. I remember him always asking me to go to Bicol for a vacation. He said that he would show me the Mayon Volcano. But that day will never come... cause he's gone.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
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