Grief




 the courage to reflect on my August journey has brought me face-to-face with a heavy realization. For the first time, I was unable to journal my devotion for a month. instead, Iquietly converse with Him in the recesses of my mind. This grieving heart still carries the weight of these unspoken words. but I know that He understands and hears me always. In my sorrow and regret, please forgive me, Lord. May your everlasting grace sustain me as I journey forward, in your name. Amen. πŸ™


Open Letter to my Papa:

Papa,
this is not what I imagined our year would be.
Marami pa akong pangarap at planong family trips natin. 
Marami pa akong gustong i-share na moments with you and Elle. Kahit sa maikling panahon nakita ko na sobrang minahal mo si Elle ang bunso mong apo, gaya ko na bunso mo rin na talagang nakaramdam ng pagmamahal mula sa’yo. 
Mamimiss ko yung lagi mong sinisigawan mga apo mo kasi kabado ka madisgrasya sila pag naglalaro, ikaw ang personal life guard ng mga bata for free πŸ˜„πŸ₯Ή
Sa ilang araw mo nakahimlay, nakikinig lang kami ng masasayang stories about you, Papa, kung paano mo na-touch ang maraming tao at babaunin namin yun Papa hanggang kami ay nabubuhay. Alam ni Lord lahat ng pinagdaanan natin pamilya, and only He can see how we loved and cared for you. 
Sobrang sakit sa puso na again aalis ka muli ng bahay natin but this time hindi ka na babalik 😭

Papa, 
thank you for your life, 
thank you for being Mama’s source of joy,
thank you because you are our Papa!

Hindi ka na maghahabol ng hininga diyaan sa Heaven, hindi ka na kukulitin diyaan na uminom ng gamot, hindi ka na magagalit sa mga tao kasi pinipilit kang magpagaling.❤️‍🩹

Rest well, Papa Lito. πŸ•Š️


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