Tomorrow they will bury Tito Peping. Inside my head, how he looks like, how his voice sounds are still so clear it's hard to believe he's dead now. At times when Dad was not around, he made me feel safe. When Dad was not so well, he was our protector. The protector of the entire compound even. I wonder how it would be like now that he's not around. I hope that the Heavens will give him mercy.
We just finished elementary then when my cousins left the compound and ran away from home. It left me wondering if I'll ever see them again, and I did.
But now that their father's gone, I wonder if they'll ever go back to the compound again.
Mom told me not to, but I've decided to take a leave and see Tito's burial tomorrow. He had done so much. I just want to say my final thank you... and sorry. I know many times I wasn't at all a very good niece. I also want to spend some more time with my cousins.
Sana ang puso naming lahat ay maging ok.
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Written by cinderellaareus at 11:34 PM.