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I’ve been in that place a couple of times with my family to have a reunion every summer. We created a lot of wonderful memories with each other especially to that special place. But one day all those wonderful memories turn to painful memories. Tears ran down in our faces and our hearts are torn apart after hearing the news that my grandpa died at the day of the City’s Fiesta the day that we’re supposed to be there with them. It’s so sad that his wish to be with us in that day was not granted. I feel so bad about it that I ended up blaming myself for the reason that my family can’t be there because of my enrollment. They keep on telling us that my grandpa died because he's longing for his children and grandchildren. The most painful thing is my grandpa was so sad because 2 of his daughters and 4 of his grandchildren can’t come because of time conflict and financial problems (my mother & me & her sister with my 3 cousins). What happened is so unexpected. After the enrollment I went directly to Siquijor with my father to attend the burial and when I get there I saw my grandpa lying inside the coffin without life, so different from before. It’s because every time we go home he will meet us in the pier and welcome us with kisses in our foreheads and warm hugs from a loving grandpa. I could still see him smiling welcoming us every time I close my eyes and reminisce the happy memories of the past.
Before I thought that it’s so easy to forget painful memories. I keep on telling people to move on from their sad past but when I’m already in their shoes I realized that it’s not easy like what I’m saying. Losing my grandpa is like losing a big piece of my life; and there are times that I pray to GOD that if He could let me dream about my grandpa because I want to say a lot of things that I haven’t told him when he was still alive and that is to tell him how much I LOVE Him. I really regret it when I haven’t expressed my feelings toward him when he was still with us.
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| A Picture of a Happy Family. (Left to Right: Grand pa, Cousin Lovely, Grandpa) |
One night GOD grants my wish. I dream about my grandpa in that the same place and the time that I saw him I run towards him and hug him tightly because I know it’s just a dream and it’s temporary. He’s telling me about something but I refuse to listen because I’m already crying & there are a lot of things I wanted to tell him. His message was too deep that I couldn't understand it well but the whole message talks about Life. So when I woke up I was so happy that I dreamt about him and I feel sad at the same time it’s because I was not able to get his message.
Behind the clouds, the sun is shining.
Based on my experience people who passed away still communicate with us in different ways it might be in a form of dream like what happened to me.
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