Yesterday was supposed to be your birthday but Death has taken you away to meet your maker several years ago. How fast time flies. It was as if we were just sipping our strong and sugar-free and puffing our favorite brand of cigars. I remember you were telling me what lies ahead when we pass this life, to which I replied without thinking: “Let’s have a deal – if you go first you let me know if there is really life after death, but if I’m the one who goes first I will let you know through a dream”.
And you went ahead of me but after nine years you haven’t fulfilled our agreement yet. What does this mean? That there is no life after death? That you are not capable of doing anything anymore? Or did you forget our agreement? Mama and Kuya is with you now but still no sign whatsoever…
Will I call you ” madaya” or “hindi marunong tumupad sa usapan”?
I guess I just miss you and Mama and Kuya so much.