Remembering A Loved One Novels & Stories

Lorenzo I stared at my wife, who was sleeping soundly now. I’ve known her since high school, yet she’s still vivid to me as if a decade did not pass between us. I can still recall every detail of my last moment with her when we were in high school before the incident with my parents. When I learned that she had lost her memories of me, I thought it was for the better. I believed that heaven was still with me when He erased her memory because I didn’t want her to remember that tragedy.

The most devastating changes I have experienced involve losing my mother, my daughter-in-law, and my son who was comatose and had amnesia. "Mabuti nga si Aekim, nakalimutan niya lahat ng 'to. He's lucky enough because he forgets everything. The pain, the feeling of losing someone who's important to you. The sleepless night, the longing, and everything. Everything is painful, so I don't want to wake up every day."

tila na guilty naman ito sa pag tatanong. "how would you fell if you're mom is the one who break the family of others?" malungkot na tanong ni Tasha. "you know you can't predict the Future also the past, were not the one who dicide the faith were going through, and you won't know the real story each side I think the best you can do is to find out what's going on? or why it's happened? so you can move on and be carefree coz I'm sure theres the hardest reason why they choose to love each other even if it's not right." mahabang linya ni Nato.

Ultimo pagkuha ko na lang ng tubig ay sila pa ang gagawa, kulang na lang, maging sa pagkain ay subuan pa nila ako. Hindi naman ako nagrereklamo, alam kong sinisikap lang nilang maiparamdam sa akin ang pagmamahal nila at ganun din ako. As I have said to Dr. Jimenez, I want to live my remaining days with the people I love and make memories with them. Memories that I will bring in the other life.

Tumilapon ako ng malakas at napadaing sa sakit. "Jusko iyong babae!" Narinig kong sumigaw ang mga tao. Kasabay no‘n ang pag pasok ng mga sari’t-saring alaala sa isipan ko. "Do you rememer me now?" Na alala ko ang tanong sa ‘kin ng isa sa mga importanteng tao sa buhay ko. Tumulo ang luha ko. "Yes. I remember you…" mahinang sabi ko. Bago unti-unting nandilim ang paningin ko.

“Why should I? Wala naman siguro akong kinalaman doon—“ “It’s your father, Aliyah. Remember, your mother’s death anniversary. Malapit na yun. And I hope… kasama ka na nila sa pagkakataong ito…” Tears immediately formed in the sides of my eyes. Ramdam na ramdam ko rin ang pagkatuyo ng lalamunan ko. Oo nga pala, bakit ko nakalimutan? Am I too busy minding my own business na nakakalimutan ko ang mga ganoong bagay? Shit, alam kong sa oras na makita ako ng pamilya ko ay sasabihin nilang wala akong kasalanan pero…

Pinipigilan ko ang sarili ko na ngumiti, I never knew, someone will remember my birthday, after my mom died, seven years ago, wala nang kahit sino sa pamilya ko ang nakaalala at bumati manlang sa akin sa birthday ko, kaya nasanay na lang din siguro ako. Sumaglit ako ng tingin sa mga kasama ko, kung hindi lang ako aware na katulong ni Kalix si Naya, iisipin ko talaga na mag nobyo sila, kung kumilos sila ay parang kilala na nila ang isa’t isa, Naya reminds me of someone I hated, kaya hindi ko maiwasan na makaramdam ng inis, alam ko na hindi siya ang tao na yon, pero, hindi ko pa rin maiwasan mag kumpara. At least, for now, I will have a day to remember, a day to cherish.

Because now, I can’t remember it. When I forget about how her voice sounds, I would always grab this phone and watch videos of her. She was correct when she said back then that I would be thankful that she loves to take a lot of videos. The videos are the only way that I can remember her voice again. And the photos are the only ways I can see her again. I clenched my phone and placed it on my lap. The video is still playing even if I’m not watching it anymore. It’s the video where she kept on talking. She’s not shutting up on this one.

It will always remain, and will always unfold things. I am grateful for what fostered in our marriage. And as I carve a lone way forward through this surreal new world for me, I felt loss and grey. His departure may be is painful, but his memories with us were beautiful and meaningful. And I realized that it is more painful if the person died have a lot of memories for you to remember and review. Because it’s the good memories that we cherish that remains. The promises and plans, the small rants and wisdom, the arguments and forgiveness, and the love that awaits for the soul.

Hindi naman ako magpapakaboba para sabihing nakalimutan niya na ang lahat tungkol kay Leah because you can't just easily forget someone who became not just a part of your life, but your life, your world. He cupped my cheeks and my eyes instinctively closed, just savoring his soft touches and feeling the warmth of his hands. "No. Because you know what? You are here." Minulat ko ang mata ko and I saw how deeply he looked at me. "You didn't make me forget. Because memories fade but they can still be remembered. The memories of my broken heart are still stored somewhere in a part of my brain but with your help, I moved on."