PAALAM DADDY BEN Life is life. Its preciousness can’t be compared to anything in this world. Here I am, lost in deep thought. Watching the world as it moves in a slow, purposeless motion... Watching every person passing by... Feeling the soft air kissing against my skin... Listening to the melody of people’s noises. Thanking God above for the gift of Life; for the privilege to experience living; to love and be loved; to taste all of its flavors; sweetness for happiness and success and bitterness for heartaches and losses.. As my tears fall from my eyes, the rain pours forth from the sky… My grandfather died yesterday. My life’s Jackie Chan. The Santa Claus of my childhood’s Christmases. The magician of all season. The hero who saved me from drowning when I was 8 or 9. The pro creator of my life, if it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t have existed. My grandpa --my daddy Ben. It was just a week ago when I last saw him; and he was (literally) skin and bones. He did not look like the Daddy Ben I knew. He was very weak and even talking was an effort to him. He was very happy to see us, he stood up with his trembling knees and greeted us. Although very weak, yet like his old self, he told us a joke, “O bakit andito kayo…? Mamamatay na ba ako..?” then laughed. That in itself was a heartbreaking moment. Then he quips, “kung gaano nyo ako kagustong mabuhay… mas gusto ko...” If only I could hold the world in my hands and spin it backwards… to turn back time… I definitely would. When there was no pain. When not a shadow of cancer existed, that ate up all his strength. But he told me, “Palagay ko.. mabuti na ang ganito.. at least, may pagkakataon pa ako para magsisi sa mga nagawa kong kasalanan…” I love you Daddy Ben. I will definitely miss you. All my memories with you will keep you alive, forever shall you stay in my heart.
Posted on: Sat, 05 Oct 2013 12:33:11 +0000
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