My mother’s father died yesterday and I had to be the one to bring the bad news again to everyone. It’s not the first time I heard my mom cry on the phone but I was still torn when I heard her and asked me to bring my grandfathers papers to Makati. My father just arrived from a 6 hour drive from Baguio but he still went to Makati anyway. When we got there I couldn’t bear to see my mom. If you know her you’d understand why.
It’s really sad. I mean my cousin (from my mother’s side again) was murdered last May and now this. But I am still glad I was able to visit him when he was in the ICU and he smiled and raised his hand really high when he saw me.
My grandmother gave an interesting trivia yesterday though. My lolo was hospitalized/bedridden for 3 years when he was still a soldier and he had a room mate during those 3 years. They also died on the same day and was confined in the same hospital before they died. They will also be buried in the cemetery, most probably on the same day too.
Hmm..I’ll post that when that happens.
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