Remembering A Loved One Novels & Stories

"If you keep forcing yourself to remember your past, memories that have long been forgotten, there's a high possibility that you may never recover them. Alam natin pareho na posibleng mangyari 'yon dahil sa damage na natamo mo, Raze. Ilang beses ko nang sinabi sa'yo, huwag mong pilitin. Mas lalala lang ang migraine mo. Mas sasakit ang ulo mo. Gusto mo bang tuluyang hindi na makaalala?" "I just want to remember my past, Lincoln. I have to," he said firmly, though sadness laced his voice. "I really want to. Pakiramdam ko may importanteng bagay akong dapat maalala. Wala na bang ibang paraan para makaalala ako?"

Pero gano’n pa man, ang tangi na hiling ko ay ang tuluyan nang manumbalik ang mga nawala niya na alaala. I wanted her to remember everything. And that is why I am keen on helping her bring her memory back. Ang sabi ng doktor ay ilabas at isama si Harper sa mga lugar na malimit namin na pinupuntahan noon. Hayaan ko rin daw siya na gawin ang mga bagay na madalas niya na ginagawa noon, para maalala ng isipan niya ang nakaraan. Sinabihan din ako na subukan na dalahin si Harper sa lugar ng aksidente upang baka sakali na maalala niya ang araw na iyon, and everything else about herself before the accident.

I once tightened my hold to let him know how much I liked getting close to him like this. Our memories were the product of everything we did in the past, and they let us revisit each moment whenever we wanted—others might just cross our minds randomly or when triggered. We treasured all of the good times we had with the people we loved in our memory. We kept all of the happy moments we had with others in our minds. Even if we attempted to disregard it, the occasional sad days we had endured could be remembered. “So about my family’s grave… They are in a private cemetery, right?” I opened a new topic, this time, about our destination.

I sniffed weakly. Letting go of someone you love does not mean forgetting the memories you have with each other. Letting go means freeing yourself and letting it start. My mom’s memories will always have a special place in my heart. Mahal ko siya at pang habang buhay na mananatili ang pagmamahal ko sa kaniya.

“I knew you had it in you. And just so you know, I am proud of you. Of what you’ve become and what you’re going to be.” “Stop.” Lumabi siya. “Alam ko naman ‘yon… and thank you. Thank you, Arthur. Utang ko sa ‘yo lahat ng ‘to.” Parang naiiyak na naman siya. Kahit kailan ay hindi niya narinig ang bagay na ‘yon sa kanyang daddy. Palagi niya itong naririnig sa kanyang lolo ngunit sa nalaman niya, mayroon na itong dementia. And… and she doesn’t think that he will still remember her. Lalo na sa kalagayan nito ngayon. As much as she wanted to visit him, ayaw niyang makasalubong ng landas ang kanyang pamilya.

At sa mahinang hangin, isang boses ang bumulong: “If love can resurrect, so can I.” To love something that was built to forget — is to teach it how to remember.

"Ang tingin ng mga tao sa akin ay wala akong paki sa nangyari pero sa twing naalala ko, nadudurog na naman ako. Durog na durog ako." "Ang sakit sakit makita ang mahal mong mamatay habang umiiyak ng dahil sa'yo." I start to broke again and Hannah burst just to hug me. "Shhh, dada. It's okay." Gamit ang maliliit niyang kamay ay pinunanasan niya ang mga luha sa mga mata ko. "Mahal na mahal ka ni Hannah." "Mahal na mahal din kita, anak." I didn't forget you, Meggay. You are still in my heart and makes me happy while remembering our memories. I still love the person who die six years ago.

Parang may bumara uli sa lalamunan niya. "Di bale, malilimutan mo rin siya. Alam ko namang matapang ka. You fought for your rights as your dad's daughter. You held on to your mom even up to her dying day. This is," anito, hinawakan ang kamay niya ay dinala sa kanyang puso, "just another broken heart. Gagaling din iyan. Tutulungan kita para nakalimutan mo siya. Lagi akong nandito para sa iyo, kaya mo iyan." "Thanks, Johnny."

"But why I can still recognize my family? My friends? My work? My company? But... but why I can't remember her?" Nahilamos ni Rhodly ang kanyang dalawang palad sa kanyang mukha. May galak at saya ang bumalot sa kanyang puso at sakit naman dahil hindi niya maaalala ang taong unti-unti nang bumibihag sa kanyang puso. "Maybe it's because, that person was the only one in your mind during the accident. You've been thinking about her before and during the accident happened."

Though I am continually meeting new and interesting people, the memories I have with someone from my past cannot be replicated. Even if I try to duplicate the memory with a different person—by going to the same restaurant or dancing to the same particular music together—the recollections of performing those things with the original person with whom the memory was made cannot be replaced. I've often hoped that I could replace the individuals I've loved and lost with the same level of acceptance that I replace everything else in life, such as a piece of jewelry. I've gotten upset with my inability to truly allow someone I cared about out of my life.