DUSTIAN IAR MENDEZ
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Nanatili akong nakatayo sa harap ng puntod ng anak ko. Everything was still not sinking in my head.
I couldn't imagine moving forward and waking up each day that I no longer have him.
His smiles and laughter used to be my motivation and my strength. I could still remember feeling excited to come home because I knew I'd see his angelic face.
I could still remember working an extra hour because I badly wanted to give him a comfortable life and be able to buy all the toys he wanted.
Naramdaman ko na naman ang pag-agos ng luha sa pisngi ko at kusang kumuyom ang mga palad ko.
I had to know what really happened. Hindi ako papayag na walang managot sa nangyari.
I chose to mourn to respect his funeral for the past few days pero ngayon na natapos na ang libing niya..
