August 2, 2011 is the most painful and saddest day of our lives. This is the day that the most important man of our life has finally left us and left me. Though mama has constantly reminding us about the health situation of papa, I was very optimistic that he could still join us for the coming occasions like his birthday, Christmas, New Year, and our birthdays. Much as I would love to be more optimistic, still I prepared myself to accept this day to come, but I didn't expect that it will come this soon. Up to this day, I can tell I wasn't prepared at all.
Papa is not the perfect father but he was the best father. He is the “pusher” of my life for he always pushed me beyond my limits. I still remember when I was in my 6th grade and I came home one afternoon, I was excited to tell him the news that I would join the qualifying essay writing contest for Cagayan. I know that papa is a very good writer so I asked him if he could write my piece and just memorize it, but to my disappointment he declined. I was hurt and close to tears but I still managed to asked him why he can’t help me out but he asked me back instead if I really wanted to join and I said yes. Then he turned to me and said, “If you really wanted to pursue anything, do your best to achieve it. Do it by yourself first before asking help from anybody else after all I’m just here to guide you”. Still mad at him, I followed his advice. I spent sleepless nights to finish it and when the competition came I ended 3rd place. I went home hurriedly and gave the news to him and he simply said he was right after all of not helping me out. From that day on, I never asked him to teach me with my home works except for Math subject which I hate up to this day. When I graduated in high school, it was my turn to decline his wish. He asked me to take up nursing course instead I took Mass Communication because I wanted to become a good writer just like him but I know he is far better than me. He would often tease me "Nah, walang pera sa pagiging writer" and we both just laughed about the thought of it. Though I didn't take the course he wished for, he is all the way supportive all throughout of my schooling. Not just for me but for the three of us.
Papa is not the perfect husband but he was the best husband. I had witnessed how devoted and faithful he was to mama. He would love to share to us their love story. Believe me it was a real Romeo and Juliet story. From the day he met her, to the courtship and on to their marriage. He was very patient and obedient to mama, if I may stress very obedient for he knows how to respect mama in every way. Even though at times mama would reprimand him about his dedication to Saint San Miguel ‘coz it was papa’s favorite hobby. I remember I often pick him up and excuse him with his "glass mates". Despite his following to his vice, his care and concern to us wasn't a problem at all.
Papa is the most humble person I’ve ever known. He would constantly reminds me about the act of humility which is my living word. His simplicity is truly commendable for he didn’t live in a luxurious lifestyle. He wouldn’t mind buying fancy clothes or even expensive stuff. I consider him not a religious person but a spiritual one. He was an active in the church. He was a member of the all male group Holy Name Society where he was flanked by his good brothers who was there during his sickness until the day he said goodbye. From being an altar boy to "bell ringer" he was there for the church. He never missed attending mass every Sunday which he would dread if we don't exercise it.
There are countless memories that will forever etch in our hearts and it will stay there forever. Now that he is finally resting in the hands of our loving creator, I am sure he is now at peace and happily watching over us all. He will be our angel, guiding us as we continue our journey in life. I would like to thank you all for your unwavering sympathy for our family during this time of our grieving. Thank you for the utmost comfort that all of you shared with us. For your visits when papa was sick until this day of his wake. I won’t mention names anymore but your concern and help are very much appreciated. Thank you for being a good colleague and a friend to papa. Thank you for making his life worth living. And lastly, I would like to thank mama for 4 years that papa was on his sick bed. She never left him. She was a good nurse and motivator to him. She never gave up and she was never get tired of him. I know she would truly miss him much as we miss him. Rest in peace papa, I will miss you so much.
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