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Thursday, November 29, 2012
Noble.
My cousin Kuya Mon sent me a message asking how am I and I answered "Kuya, I am now a Teacher!" and he answered, I am happy for you. That is a noble profession.
It is :)
It is :)
Sunday, November 11, 2012
Day 10: #Gratitude30 KINDNESS
I can't think of any other person as kind as Graceia. She is the epitome of being generous and most of the time, selfless. My family and I feel blessed to have her as a friend and a sister. Even though we don't get to see or spend time with her lately, she's always in our hearts. If ever in the future, you get to read this, I hope I sent my gratitude to you for being the kindest person I know. Thank you and God bless you more.
Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see. ~Mark Twain
Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see. ~Mark Twain
Friday, November 9, 2012
Day 9: #Gratitude30 HOLIDAYS
It is almost Christmas and reality check, I have been too busy lately and I haven't even prepared decors for the holidays.
I miss that Santa Claus who used to surprise me and my younger sister. Our fondest memory of waking up at Christmas Eve, running towards the tree and there we see 2 big stuffed toys. And we were the happiest. So before Christmas, we see to it that our letter to Santa stating our wish is done and ready so that Santa can read it. This Christmas, I'll send my loving Santa my longtime wish, and I know I'd be blessed.
Meet my Santa, by the name Ric :)
I miss that Santa Claus who used to surprise me and my younger sister. Our fondest memory of waking up at Christmas Eve, running towards the tree and there we see 2 big stuffed toys. And we were the happiest. So before Christmas, we see to it that our letter to Santa stating our wish is done and ready so that Santa can read it. This Christmas, I'll send my loving Santa my longtime wish, and I know I'd be blessed.
Meet my Santa, by the name Ric :)
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Day 8: #Gratitude30 SLEEP
My guilty pleasure is an eight hour sleep. My day wouldn't be as bright and perky if I get less. I thank God for a restful sleep and sometimes I owe it to an Antihistamine as well :|
And how I love hotel beds with the smell of newly laundered sheets :)
And how I love hotel beds with the smell of newly laundered sheets :)
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Day 6: #Gratitude30 MEMORIES
I thank God for loving memories of me and my Daddy.
I celebrated my 30th last April 16, everything was great and everybody's happy.
On the day of my birthday, I was planning to go to church, Daddy was talking to someone over the phone while I wait for him to finish so that I could kiss him goodbye and tell him that I'll just visit church then be back asap. While talking on the phone he said " Oh kiss na!" So I did and went out. That was my last kiss to him...
He had visitors that night, his friends. They finished around 10pm, he went to my office and we talked for a while about normal stuff.. nothing different, nothing weird. He said, he's already sleepy, as we used to, I followed him to his room, opened his aircon & he said he'll watch tv, so I opened the tv and gave him his medicines, the remote control; said goodnight, closed his room light and his door.
That was it!
The next morning, I woke up 6am, check my mails & peeped through his room, it was still dark but I saw him "asleep", I told myself, it is still early to wake him up so I let him sleep.
It's almost 8am, I decided to wake him up, give him breakfast and his medicines. I opened the light and I saw him at the same, exact position when I saw him the first time. He looked deeply asleep. But I saw the difference with lights on, he looked pale & his lips darker than the usual. Before I could even go near him, I know; my Daddy's gone. For the past 5 years that I was taking care of him, I know it is something different. I walked and checked him while calling his name and waking him up, "De?" "Daddy?" I called him many times, but he didn't answer. I felt his arms, it was cold. All I can hear was my heart pounding. I grabbed my BP and checked his blood pressure, none. His heartbeat, none. His pulse, nothing. Breathe, none. I shook his face while waking him.. Daddy!
Nothing!
I called Mommy and said, "puntahan nyo ako, hindi humihinga si Daddy!"
I called his bestfriend and said the same. Jen & Xtian & Gracey, and I told Chelle to go home.
I went back to Daddy and stayed beside him. Friends arrived, and everything was a blur. We brought him to ER and there's nothing, flat line, no BP, no heartbeat, no pulse.
All I remembered was, I cried river of tears in the hospital, in the funeral service, in the morgue.
Everything was like a snap, a blink of an eye. We were just celebrating my birthday, then suddenly we were setting up his wake.
Until today, 21 days after Daddy left, I can still smell his presence, I can still feel his skin when I saw him that morning. I miss Daddy so much.
I thank my family for staying with each other especially these sorrowful time.
I am grateful for my friends who never left me and stayed by my side since Daddy left & until today.
I feel blessed to have Daddy's friends around, those people who shared half of our pain & shared half of our sorrows.
Our thank you is not enough for the sympathy and kindness of everyone.
To my dearest Daddy, everybody said, you had a great way to leave, a very peaceful death; I can't help but still worry and think about you everyday, just visit me in my sleep, just a smile or a wave or a thumbs up so that I could easily let you go. I love you Daddy and you know I will always be your girl.
I celebrated my 30th last April 16, everything was great and everybody's happy.
On the day of my birthday, I was planning to go to church, Daddy was talking to someone over the phone while I wait for him to finish so that I could kiss him goodbye and tell him that I'll just visit church then be back asap. While talking on the phone he said " Oh kiss na!" So I did and went out. That was my last kiss to him...
He had visitors that night, his friends. They finished around 10pm, he went to my office and we talked for a while about normal stuff.. nothing different, nothing weird. He said, he's already sleepy, as we used to, I followed him to his room, opened his aircon & he said he'll watch tv, so I opened the tv and gave him his medicines, the remote control; said goodnight, closed his room light and his door.
That was it!
The next morning, I woke up 6am, check my mails & peeped through his room, it was still dark but I saw him "asleep", I told myself, it is still early to wake him up so I let him sleep.
It's almost 8am, I decided to wake him up, give him breakfast and his medicines. I opened the light and I saw him at the same, exact position when I saw him the first time. He looked deeply asleep. But I saw the difference with lights on, he looked pale & his lips darker than the usual. Before I could even go near him, I know; my Daddy's gone. For the past 5 years that I was taking care of him, I know it is something different. I walked and checked him while calling his name and waking him up, "De?" "Daddy?" I called him many times, but he didn't answer. I felt his arms, it was cold. All I can hear was my heart pounding. I grabbed my BP and checked his blood pressure, none. His heartbeat, none. His pulse, nothing. Breathe, none. I shook his face while waking him.. Daddy!
Nothing!
I called Mommy and said, "puntahan nyo ako, hindi humihinga si Daddy!"
I called his bestfriend and said the same. Jen & Xtian & Gracey, and I told Chelle to go home.
I went back to Daddy and stayed beside him. Friends arrived, and everything was a blur. We brought him to ER and there's nothing, flat line, no BP, no heartbeat, no pulse.
All I remembered was, I cried river of tears in the hospital, in the funeral service, in the morgue.
Everything was like a snap, a blink of an eye. We were just celebrating my birthday, then suddenly we were setting up his wake.
Until today, 21 days after Daddy left, I can still smell his presence, I can still feel his skin when I saw him that morning. I miss Daddy so much.
I thank my family for staying with each other especially these sorrowful time.
I am grateful for my friends who never left me and stayed by my side since Daddy left & until today.
I feel blessed to have Daddy's friends around, those people who shared half of our pain & shared half of our sorrows.
Our thank you is not enough for the sympathy and kindness of everyone.
To my dearest Daddy, everybody said, you had a great way to leave, a very peaceful death; I can't help but still worry and think about you everyday, just visit me in my sleep, just a smile or a wave or a thumbs up so that I could easily let you go. I love you Daddy and you know I will always be your girl.
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