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Remembering my Tatay...

My Nanay and I went to Himlayan Cemetery to visit my Tatay’s grave in remembering his 14th death anniversary. August 29 is the exact date of Tatay’s death anniversary but due to household chores that Nanay and I usually do every weekend, we decided to visit Tatay the following day (August 30, 2010). Yes, it’s been 14 long years that our Tatay left us due to lung cancer but his presence in our lives still lingers on. I was nine 9 years old when he passed away but the memories I’ve shared with my father are still very vivid and unforgettable. I considered my Nanay as the soft-spoken in our family while my Tatay was the disciplinarian. Though my father has a strong personality, I was never scared of him because I know that in his strong character, a good and loving father is what he really portrayed. I heard a lot of good comments about my father that most of our relatives liked him. They’ve said that my father was well-loved by everybody because of his character. Yes, he’s strict, but he never used his attitude in wrongdoings. But there’s just one trademark that my father possessed, he’s an alcoholic person that’s why at the early age of 55, he bids his life goodbye. I was deeply saddened by his demised but that’s the reality of life that our family should face on. Wherever you are, Tatay, I’m very thankful because you’re my father. Though you didn’t see me growing up, I know that I’m spiritually guided by you and you are very proud of me. Thank you for the unconditional love and thank you Papa God because you let Mr. Aristeo D. Ricalde be my father, a loving husband to my Nanay and a good provider to his family when he was still alive.

Comments

Ley said…
I know wherever your Tatay is right now, he's very happy... :)
archiemb said…
Awwe.I got teary eyed reading this Jo!! :(

My Nanay just died a month ago and I don't know how sad it would be for us this Christmas and for other occasions to come.

Tama ka Jo, our departed ones are guiding us all through out our lives... :(

And I'm pretty sure that your Tatay is damn proud of you...
Joyce Reyes said…
awww.... i miss my dad too... how i wish i hugged him everyday and that told him i love him so much... we have our dear angels/guardians joris... in the spirits of our fathers...
JORISDICTION said…
@Ley- Yes, 14 years na sya andon kaya dapat happy sya. Hehe Chos! Thank you! ;)

@Kuya Archie- Awww! Thanks for the good words, Kuya! Touched ako! :,) Just like my Tatay, sobrang proud din sayo ang Nanay mo Kuya, kase may matalino at mabaet syang anak na tulad mo! :)

@Joyce- Wherever our fathers are, they're very proud of us! ;) We super love them, indeed! :)
archiemb said…
ano ba yan!? kaiyak naman!!! :(
jaijaipickyboom said…
Awwwwww...I know Tatay is just around the corner...i am sure we would be very proud to see his daughter now...very pogi!
JORISDICTION said…
Hahaha Ok na e, daughter pa! Hahaha Thanks jaijaipickyboomboom! *hingal* haba nyan te, ha! :P
Anonymous said…
haaay... i'm missing Aristeo and his youngest sister. it's already 14 years but the pain is still in my heart. but i believe they are happy now as they see their children reaching the pinnacle of success. hehehe. masyadong nagmahalan yang magkapatid na yan ah. umalis lang si bunso, sumunod na si manong.
anyway, let us just continue the good deeds they did. it's a legacy. :-)
JORISDICTION said…
^^ Hello! Thanks for the kind words but I don't know how to address you, Mam or Sir? Hehe May I know who you are? Thanks and God bless! ;)
Anonymous said…
Just address me Ate, hehehe. I thought you could recognize me. This is Aristeo's youngest sister's youngest daughter. hahaha, nahilo ka ba, pinsan? hehhehe. Take care and kisses to Ninang and Manong Arjon.
JORISDICTION said…
^^ Thanks Ate Rachelle! ;) Sa totoo lang ang una kong naisip e si Ate Ruleen yung nagmsg. Hehe Pero ndi paren ako sigurado kaya nagtanong ako. Hehe You take care too my dear, Ate! ;) Thanks for visiting my prosaic blog! ;)

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