The Wedding Bells Ring for Jerome and Rowena

My cousin is getting married today. In fact, the ceremony could be happening as I’m writing this entry right now. It is unfortunate that I could not attend his wedding to show my support. But I am sure that their family and their friends will give them all the shower of love and happiness that they need on this special day that GOD has created for both of them. I am very happy that he has finally found the one person that he loves and he can spend the rest of his life with. Since I am not there, I am writing this blog as a tribute to him.

As a child he has always been funny. He has amazing Basketball skills, and he can dance too. As if that weren’t enough, he was also gifted with a voice that people could listen to without getting irritated. I am really glad that we became cousins. So, to both of you, Jerome and Rowena, Congratulations and Best Wishes. I am going to include the picture that I sued on the wedding giveaways (which, by the way, I made)… 🙂

This is Not and Ode, But This is For My Father

I miss him.

Everytime I remember him, never a moment goes that I do not wish it was someone else who died, not him. It could have been my mother’s brother, or his wife. It could have been someone else who deliberately made other people miserable. It did nto have to be him. But he was the lucky one who got chosen. Three years has passed, and I still haven’t completely gotten over that.

Maybe I never will. Maybe I will always question the heavens why it had to be him. He could have lived longer, happier, healthier. He could have made his peace with people. He could have created so many other works of art. But he was taken away from this world, and everything else became different.

My father may not have been the perfect father; he was far from it. But I know he tried his best, and he loved my brother and me, which, I think, is all the matter. I learned a lot from him. Without realizing it, he taught me everything I needed to know about life, its hardships, its cruelty, and its beauty.

Every now and then, I always have something I want to tell him or share with him. Unfortunately, I just have to comfort myself with the faith the he is still watching over me, wherever he may be. I may not be able to talk to him, but he still knows what’s going on in my life right now. Still, that’s not enough sometimes.