It is almost inconceivable to me that today marks Daddy’s third death anniversary. Three years. Time has flown bye and I feel as though he
Category: Mourning
Her Hands
We held hands since the the moment I was born, sometime with anger, others with frustration, but always with love. Her hands were the ones
Farewell, Dear Jace
On my very first day of class as a college freshman at the Ateneo de Manila University, I met Jason in my English Honours class.
My Soul Finds Itself Alone
Thy soul shall find itself alone ‘Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone; Not one, of all the crowd, to pry Into thine hour of
Undas et co
I grew up with the Halloween – All Saints Day – All Souls Day fusion version of North America, Mexico and the Philippines. My mother
To Have Loved and Lost
Two years ago Death took away a woman whose endless love and unconditional friendship moulded me. She defined my character, shaped the values that sustain
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