I find this night a very good time to write. Just earlier I woke up and find myself crying. After I uttered prayer,I visualized the whole picture inside our home as of that time. There, I see my sister preparing food for dinner. Then her one month and two weeks baby is in his deep sleep. And father is sitting alone in our sala. The last image I see is my Mama, she's in ouur room and is in her bed having a rest and at the same time looking out of her grandson. While picturing them out my tears do not stop from flowing. Why is it? I know they are fine.
I decided to got up and eat my dinner. I think it's only an effect of a hungry one. I washed the dishes for Nikki, my boardmate went early that night to school together with our classmates Honey and Rose to watch the show Mr. Purple Pink in which the contestants are purely 'barako' and would portray a true image of a lady.
An hour later, I have received a text message from my sister informing me that my Ninong Franco in Burias was dead just later that hour. And I answered my question to my crying earlier.
This godfather of mine was so closed to our family.Aside from that his our neighborhood and a close relative of the family. Right after I read the message I have to pause and utter a prayer for his soul
Ninong, May you rest in Peace. MARY ANN