it's been 2 years and 2 months to be exact the last time i went home. it was bitter sweet homecoming knowing that my constant companion is no longer around. my bestfriend since grade school died earlier this year.
it has always been my ritual that as soon as i arrived pinas, i always visit my dad's grave. this time, i had to go to another place to visit my bestfriend's grave. my cousin was kind enough to accompany me to search for his resting place. it was not tough since close friends advice me where to look.
it was tough and painful seeing his name...........with a beginning and end date. i wanted to cry but i tried to hold back the tears for i know he is now happy. my cousin teared up a bit since my friend was well loved by everyone in my family. we stayed for a bit and offered a prayer.
he was supposed to join me and my family on our trip to palawan. he would finally meet my english speaking nieces and nephews. the first and last time i went to palawan......it was two years ago and i literally drag him to come along. he always cannot refuse me even though he has work.
i will miss my bestfriend so much. pilipinas vacations will never be the same like before...
|**el nido, palawan. one of the last trip that my bestfriend and i shared...|