Yesterday I woke up as my usual time 4: oo o’clock in the morning. I was happy preparing our breakfast and thinking some happy thoughts. After I’ve done everything for breakfast I drunk my first coffee mug, I was alone then since my children and husband still in bed sleeping soundly. I just let my kids enjoy their bed, anyway it’s Sunday my three kids won’t go to school the other has no office work, and my husband won’t work either.

After my coffee I go out from the house since I have to sweep dead leaves around the yard. After sweeping I’m about to get my garden tools when our telephone rang, I rush to our bedroom so ring won’t disturb my husband it was just five forty-five in the morning. It was my niece in law who calls me informing us that Bebeng died. Bebeng is a paternal first cousin of my husband. I was shocked I can’t believe it happened to her but true. I woke up my husband and told him about the news. My husband can’t believe too. He called back to his brother’s house to confirm the news.

It was unbelievable and painful to lose a relative and a friend like Bebeng. She is a fat woman so contented with her size like me. She is a happy person full of hope and energy. When I last met her at the wedding of my niece in law three years ago. We talked so much on our way to church and in the reception we sat on the same table. Our conversation was so happy but never did she have mention that she had been diagnosed with diabetes. That was the last time we’ve met, I didn’t realize that the next time we see each other, it’s only me who can see. My husband and I love her.

We went to the funeral yesterday; I cried because I lose somebody, I know who is a real person, simple but very nice inside and out. I see her face, in her coffin she rested in there calmly as if smiling at you. We learned from her sister Inday that she was stroked last Friday on her slept and she died last Saturday afternoon. I know God gave her a death not so hard, but we will miss her.

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