Visiting a birthday celebrant

September 15, 2008

I wake up early today to visit a birthday celebrant. By 7am this morning, i get off my bed and took a bath then leave the house by 7:20am to pick up the flowers i reserved last Saturday at Julius Flower shop near Immaculate Concepcion Parish Church. Yes,  those flowers will be my thoughtful gifts  for the birthday celebrant.  I know you’re thinking that the birthday celebrant seem to be so special to me as  i wake up early today then reserved flowers for her…

She is one of my inspirations, I value and love her like a real mother. I remember when i first met her (Sept. 1, 2001 at my dy’s house in Bataan), she wore that precious smile and welcomed me and my friends at their house. She cooked a mouth watering lunch and merienda for us that day and by then we became relatively close to each other. We were textmates, forwarding inspirational quotes and messages for everday’s guidance. i can’t say by that time that she likes me to be her son’s girlfriend but nevertheless she treated me nicely since then. Years have passed by and she bacame really ill, she suffered in lympoma (cancer)  after her eldest daughter died in US due to blood hemorrhage.  Tita Rossel fought for her life extensions  for 2 years but in God’s will she left her family, her relatives and friends December 15 last year.

7:40am, I was already at the Mary the Queen Memorial Park. i go directly to Tita Rossel’s last resting place, light the candle i bought yesterday at Shoemart and laid the flowers. I whispered “Happy Birthday” and prayed. I was staring at her tombstone and wishing that she’s okey wherever she is by now. I regret the days that i was not able to spent the so-called ”quality time” with her and missed her so much. At 8:15am, i saw Tito Zaldy’s muti cab entering the memorial park, with him is Ranier the youngest in their family. I greeted them good morning and they asked me “kanina ka pa ba?”. I felt happy when Ranier appreciated the candles and flowers i bought.

Since its morning, expect it to be sunny, Tito Zaldy said that we should stay at the waiting shed. Like the usual, the three of us talked about my dy’s life in Rome. Then 10 minutes after, Tito Zaldy left us to buy some food. Ranier and I talked and share our stories until Tito Zaldy came back with Jollibee’s plastic bags in his hand. We ate together (spagetti, burger, large fries and large drink) while sharing different stories and by 9:30am we decided to go home. Tito Zaldy offered me a ride, i sat besides him and we talked about our life’s journey. I can say that Tito Zaldy is much better now, he can already cracked jokes, laugh and smile… and that made me totally happy. Before they go home i gave them a box of refrigerated cake i prepared yesterday afternoon.

Happy Birthday Tita Rossel. May the Lord grant you eternal rest and let the Perpetual light shine upon you. I love you.

Birthday without my "dy"

September 1, 2008

Over nine years since year 1999, i am celebrating my birthday with my dy. I was fourteen then when i met him.  i am blessed and thankful  to have him beside me.  but now, on my 23rd birthday - i’m alone celebrating my day without my dy… poor me.

 i was at home by 1:30pm yesterday after spending my weekends in Fontana with my UBP colleagues. honestly, i really don’t wanna go home early yesterday since i know that if i do, i will feel sad and miss my dy too much and i know that i CANNOT manage the longing and will just cry missing him. 1:45pm, i decided to sleep and take a lot of rest.

past 6:00pm, i was awakened by my nanay’s loud voice calling my name and trying to wake me up but i decided to sleep still and pretend that i never heard her calling me. Probably 30 seconds after, my nanay went to my room to wake me up and said that  Tita Che is outside waiting for me, i was shocked to know that Tita Che is outside so i wake up, get off my bed, wore my slippers, forgot to look at the mirror and forgot to wear my brassiere (too bad)… then as i opened the door, very blurred  i  saw Tita Che together with Ranier holding a bouquet of Pink Roses and a box of Red Ribbon Cake. Then i said hello to both and said “what’s that??” Tita che, said that those are my dy’s gift to me. i was irresistibly overwhelmed and was touched with my dy’s surprise. i was a bit teary eyed and appreciate my dy’s sweetness.

 see the pix below: 

                                                

                          

though, this year my dy is not around to celebrate my birthday with me, i am still half happy to know that my daddy loves me too much and will do everything to make me feel special. BTW, my daddy always gave me a bouquet of flowers during my birthdays and valentines day for nine years.  i dunno know what’s the reason why he keeps on giving me flowers  even if i always remind him to save the money and not to give me flowers anymore… (i consider it as “panliligaw”  if a man gave flowers to a girl — and my dy need not to court me because  we are already lovers…) I miss my dy so much. I miss him too badly and i need to wait patiently for another 4 months to be with him again…. i love him!!