my dad died 5 yrs ago. it was a sudden death.
wala xa kuyog, xa ra isa.
the odd thing pa jud ato kai that day is the day my granfather was buried.
everyone was inside the house to sleep while he was outside alone.
did2 xa tulog sa lantai ilawom sa mga saging, kai para kuno hayahay.
then my uncle suddenly wakes up around 2AM looking for him.
they found him in the ground, cold dead.
ang naka faet pa jud kai dri sila sa CEBU, kami mga anak tu-a sa ILIGAN.
me dad left to a attend a funeral and came back to his own wake.
the last thing i could remember with my dad is i massage his legs kai nag-cramps gikan dula basketball.
imagine this, i was 20yrs old by then. kaw kaha. mabuhat nimo nga i massage imo papa.
well it was the last memory i'll always treasure.
sa una bata pami, around 5-10, i could remember him calling us LANGGA.
then around teens nako, wala na ka badlongon naman.
then at that moment, he called me LANGGA. i could remember "dira, LANGGA" specifying the spot were it hurts the most and then releasing a deep sigh. haaaiii memories.
i miss him a lot. i always had a dream about him basta naa ko buhaton nga di maau.
anyway, taas kaau. basa lang hehehe...
peace.