Time flies~
but memories last forever.....
I remember the times he brought me to school or the times he took off early from work to pick me up at a stormy afternoon. I remember the day he bought me the cutest lunch box. I remember the day he attended my first school open house. I remember the day he did my wood shop project. I remember the day he typed up my first book report (oh --- he was mad! It took him the entire night to finish it!)...
I remember the day he got mad at me. I remember the day he put me to time out. I remember when I first had an argument with him (and he wasn't at all happy with me!). I remember how sad he was to know his eldest daughter is getting married...and then his second....
BUT...............I also remember how happy he was to see Ate Yeyet and May on their wedding day.
I remember how extremely happy he was when Myka (first grandchild) was born and then happier to have more when Jeff and John and Claudine came.
I remember how he got into politics. I remember how he loved our town. I remember how he loved to be of service to so many people...
So many memories...
Sadly, I do remember the day he left. It was sudden. And the saddest day of our lives.
I wish he had more time with us~
to see me graduate...to see Alyssa, Miguel and Anthony....to see me on my wedding day...and to see his great grand children!
We miss you Papa! You will always be in our hearts...Happy Birthday!
i remembered the day when he visited me thru my dream, just to find out if my baby was alright (that was bcus the doctor had to tell me that there was a possibility that Alysse was down syndrome) and when i got the result, that was the time he visited me...he was waiting for me and frm my dream,i knew he passed away already so i asked Ate...but he came to me and he said that he just wanted to ask how was my baby, if she's alright so I said, "yes papa, my baby is normal and she's a girl" and i could see from his eyes that he was so happy and i told him how happy i was that he came to visit and he just suddenly vanished with a smile...and bobby woke me up cus i was crying...crying bcus i was telling him not to leave...so hard for me that i didn't even pay my last respect and the time that we left PI in October 1992, i never thought that that was the last time that I will ever see him again.
ReplyDeleteI remember you telling me this story and it will always make me cry.
ReplyDeleteIt must have been really sad and difficult for you... :(