My Father Passed Away Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

While my dad was attending college, Giovanni Fierdo was training to become the next Mafia leader. Hanggang sa nagkita ulit sila three years ago. My father was the happiest I had ever seen him since my mother's passing. She had died of stage four Ovarian Cancer when I was seven years old. I don't talk about it much, because I only want to keep the good memories of her. Which is why I spend so much time at the cafe. I don't want to go through the pain of losing anyone else. I don't know how my dad does it, especially having lost the love of his life and best friend before the age of sixty.

usisa nito. “I had talked to Dad before he died,” he said in a cold tone. “You said your dad died after you left for your flight going back here.” “Yes. Hininitay lang talaga ni Daddy na dumating ako at makausap. It’s his last will.” Sumimsim sa inumin nito ang ginang. Bumakas sa mukha nito ang lungkot. “Fabio did the right thing before he went. I admired him for that. At least he’s still longing to get back his sons’ love.” Umalon ang dibdib ng ginang.

It is only my dad who can understand me the most. I was just thankful that they planned to celebrate my dad's death anniversary on a beach where we are permanently gone. They were busy preparing food with our maids when I made my exit and started walking in the seashore. I was kicking every stone that I was passing through until I didn't notice that I was already walking to another part of the beach, which my father no longer owns. I decided to walk back pero ayaw ko rin namang bumalik kung nasaan sila dahil kakausapin lang nila ako nang kakausapin and I hate it.

I tried not to throw him a smug. "I don't have a dad. He's dead," I replied coldly, trying my best to make him shiver with my soulless tone. I failed nonetheless, since his smile just widen. "Go away. You're torturing mom, you know that? You're torturing us," I added. Bitterness was evident from my voice.

Bati niya sa ina nang tuluyan na siyang makalapit dito. He sat the vacant chair beside to his mom at iginala niya rin ang paningin. "It's been a months since your dad died and I miss him already. Walang araw na hindi ko siya maiisip, anak. Your dad is my first and last but, unfortunately inunahan niya pa ako," Margarith said as she wiping her tears. "Sinabi niya pa sa akin noon na hindi niya ako iiwan sa kahit na anong mangyari. But, what he did do, he leave me! He leave me, son." Dugtong pang sabi ni Margarith habang pinunasan ang mga luha nito na patuloy dumadaloy sa pisngi nito.

"You still have you father, do it with him so you'll have no regrets if something unfortunate happens." That's the only thing I could utter because that's what I did. Walang magagawa ang pagsisisisi ko dahil tapos na, nangyari na ang mga dapat nangyari, all I could do was tell my father how sorry I am and how I love him so much on my prayers. "I don't like my father."

"N-Ni wala ngang dumamay sa akin noong namatay siya." "Shianna." Papa sighed and shook his head. "Everyone was mourning for your father's death. My God, hija. Kadugo natin 'yon? Bakit matutuwa ang mga tao? Sabihin mo sa akin, masyado ka bang nasaktan dahil bulag ka sa katotohanan?" "The fuck..." mahinang usal ko at napayuko. "Ayoko nang makipag-usap sa'yo, Papa."

He leaned back, tumingin siya sa malaking bintana, at biglang rumesponde ang isang malungkot na emosyon sa mukha niyang mayaman at seryoso. "Matagal nang namatay ang asawa ko pagkatapos niyang manganak, leaving me alone to raise three difficult sons na lumaking mga pasaway at matitigas ang ulo. Nalulungkot ako sa nangyari sa pamilya mo, Cherry, and I simply want to do some good naman habang nabubuhay pa ako by giving you a fresh start." I stared at the laptop bag and my father's urn, bago ako nagpakawala ng isang malalim na buntong hininga.

"No, Daddy. Please! No! Daddy!" "I'm so sorry," the doctor went near me, her voice was gentle yet laden with sorrow. "No." My heart skipped a beat. "Please tell me that my Dad is fine." Malungkot ang mga mata niyang tumingin sa akin. "I'm so sorry for your loss. Your Dad gave us a tough battle. I am so sorry but we did everything we could but your Dad already stopped giving us his response." He's gone. My Dad is gone. Manang wanted to hold a proper burial for my Dad but I refused and decided to cremate him. Kung magtatagal pa at makikita ko si Daddy na nakahiga sa kabaong ay mas lalo lamang akong mahihirapan.

Sa halip na magsaya ako dahil ikinasal na ako ay heto ako't nagluluksa sa pagkawala niya. Ni hindi man lang niya naabutan ang mga magiging apo niya sa akin. Dad, I missed you so much. Hindi ko napigilan ang pamamalisbis ng mga luha sa aking mga pisngi. Sobrang laki ng impact sa akin ng pagkamatay ng aking ama. My dad was not just a dad for me but he was also a mom and a friend to me.