It’s been long years we haven’t seen
you after you decide to move to our province in Iloilo and Negros Occidental to
continue and pursue your studies in High School. And choose to stay with our
grandparents and other supportive relatives; and afterwards, you build your own
family in Cotabato.
Since our younger years until this
time before you died, our journey together as siblings were limited and we
didn’t get a chance to share our lives together.
The pain of your death still stings
although I can feel myself moving forward; ready for the acceptance. But I
regret because I failed to see you and hug you again. And I guess our phone
conversations are not enough. And in times of your life’s struggle, we failed
to take care of you physically. And I felt so incredibly guilty for not telling
you I loved you because I know how you love us as your siblings and how you
protect us when we were young. And now, we never had that chance. I’m sorry
Kuya. I wish I could give you one last hug & tell you how much I love &
I miss you.
But I know things are better for you
now. I will be eternally grateful for who you are and for what you brought
gifts in our daily lives.
I know you share heaven with the
Lord with mama and papa; you were a good Kuya, a kind man, and a loving father
to your daughter. It’s painful that cancer took your health, but I believe God
took your soul to be with Him always. You’ve left us with only memories but I
promise you not to let them fade.
Thank you Kuya and you will always
be in our hearts. Please look down on us and help us through times. We gonna
miss you…And I love you.
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