Random thoughts that flit through the mind of a semi-neurotic woman.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Almost There
My God Father died yesterday, the night was long and ardious. I reminisced about all the times he had wrote to me, all the advice he has given, all the love he shared with everyone. He was a bachelor and never had children of his own, save me or that's what he always said. I always visited him when I went home, he always wrote a letter to me whenever someone was coming from the Philippines. He was my dad's best friend and when I was young, he was like a second father to me.
May he rest in peace.
I cried all last night, though I didn't know why. Perhaps it was regret that I never tried harder to return his affection, or that I rarely sent a letter home to him when someone was going home but regardless of that, as Jay said, there is nothing I could do but remember that there are those times we shared when he was happy and content. That he had enjoyed life, to the fullest as he knew it and that now, maybe he might feel a little bit freer then he could have before.
Maybe I am lying to myself, or maybe it is just wishful thinking. Either way, it doesn't matter. It only matters that he is resting in peace.
About Me: A graduate of Hunter College with a B.A. in American Literature. I flit around from various arts, games, blogs just sampling. Haven't really settled on anything yet.
I enjoy spending time with my tormentor, Jay and his dog Baron Von Doom (yes, that's his full name).
