My Father Passed Away Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

“H-he won't.” My voice's already lost. I am indenial but I can't help but to get hurt remembering those days when I was with my father. He was affectionate towards us but I always see him arguing with my mother. But he showed me that he's a good guy. So, I just can't help but to be dissapointed and mad because of what he did to my mother. My father died in a war in Mindanao when I was just six years old. That was what our mother told us. That was seventeen years ago. That also the time my grandma died because we got into an accident.

I responded with shaky voice. “My father died too when I was only seven, Helena. He was a policeman and at that time, there was a hostage taking. He was shot in the heart and that declared him dead on arrival. Mama experienced nervous breakdown, I thought she would also die and leave us. But God is great, Helena. Trust me, there is a reason for everything. You may not know it now but eventually… you will.” He held my hand to comfort me.

At kasabay non ay biglang sumikip ang dibdib ko. The smile on my face slowly faded. My father passed away when I was only eight years old. Simula noon ay hindi na gaanong napag-uusapan ang tungkol sa kanya. At kahit hindi na namin nagpag-uusapan si Papa ay tandang-tanda ko pa ang mukha niya. Natatandaan ko pa kung paano sumisingkit ang mata ni Papa kapag nakangiti. Alam kong bata pa ako non, pero hinding-hindi nabubura sa isip ko ang imahe ni Papa. "What... does this have to do with my father?" My voice came out softer than I intended.

"THANK YOU so much for attending my father's funeral. This is an honor on behalf of my father. Thank you so much," panimula ko. Ako ang huling magbibigay ng mensahe kay Daddy bago na niya tuluyang lisanin ang mundong ibabaw.

I apologized to my father, but he soon cut me off. “It’s fine, Athena. You are as strong as a bull, and I believed you! You don’t need me there and you don’t even have to say sorry. It was all in the past. It was just ironic that I realized your strength—way too late. J-Just do me a favor to visit your mom and Helena’s graves, okay? I missed them.” Dad’s voice slightly cracked. It was as if he was starting to break down. “Sure thing, Dad.” I conformed while silently nodding my head at the people who were greeting me.

Walang buhay kong tugon pero mariin lamang na umiling-iling si dad. "No! It could change everything, Zie. I'm sorry for being such a bad father." Sambit sa akin ni dad sa garalgal na boses, hindi ko alam kung umiiyak ba ito ngayon dahil patuloy pa rin sa pagbuhos ang malakas na ulan.

Katunayan na doon ang mga huling salita na binitiwan nito noong huli kaming nagkausap "Rest in Peace Dad! Hangad ko pa rin ang katahimikan mo sa kabilang buhay. Huwag po kayong amg-aalala, pinapatawad ko na po kayo sa lahat ng mga kasalanan na nagawa niyo sa akin." madamdamin kong bigkas.

Those who doesn't, they said will stay at your side, until death you two part. But in my case, I will always believe on what my mama always says "every person remain in our lives as a temporary one." No one can really stay for the better, papa might stay with us but not really for good because he stayed just to protect us. He doesn't really bound to love mama, he just bound to protect his family and business, but despite of knowing that, I am still adore my father for being a dedicated person, husband, and a father until one day, they both died because of massacre. “Still looking for him?” Zyqeia asked when we're resting at our favorite spot, waiting for those bastards.

"Forgive me for this, but don't you think that's crazy?" "I know, hijo." Malakas itong humalakhak, subalit mas halata ang lungkot sa kaniyang mukha.. "Your father said the same thing, but it's the only way I know how to leave them without dying in pain. Ayokong maramdaman nila ang naramdaman ko noong nawala ang mga magulang ko noon... kaya please, ibigay mo na sa akin ito."

Imbes na mag-celebrate, he would grieve because the grandfather he loved most has just passed away. Dumating kami sa bahay ni daddy, at agad akong sinalubong ng anak ko. “Daddy!” masaya niya akong niyakap at pinupog ng halik sa mukha. “I miss you so much, daddy Vaughn!” sabi nito, pero biglang natigilan nang makita niya akong nakaupo sa wheelchair. “Are you hurt, daddy? What happened to you?”