Remembering The Loved Ones Novels & Stories

Puno ng luha ang pisngi nito habang nakatingin sa 'kin. "D-Don't cry for me, I'll be okay. Don't remember me with sadness. Don't remember me with tears. Just remember all the laughter we've shared through the years with your sisters. When you've got me in your mind. Just remember that I'm walking in your steps, only half a step behind. So please don't be unhappy. Just because I'm no longer with you and your sisters. Remember that your Mama is always be with her beautiful daughters... a-always..."

“I want you to have a lot of memories to cherish. The places we go to are so repetitive. I was worried you might get sick of it.” “Kahit saan naman tayo magpunta okay lang.” “I wanted us to go to a place where we have no painful memories to remember.” “Sa atin kasi, naalala natin si Chance ‘no?” saad ko at dahan-dahan naman siyang tumango. “It’s good to remember our memories with him but being hurt by it is unavoidable. I just don’t get why remembering memories of people we loved who passed away hurts. Even the good and fun ones.”

At sa kabila ng kanyang pagkahilo ay naramdaman niya ang mahinang paghaplos ng isang kamay sa kanyang buhok. “Aylarca seni unuttuğumu düşündüm. Ama seni unutmaya çalıştıkça, seni daha çok hatırlıyorum,” he said and sighed. “Ama çok sevdiğim ilk insanı nasıl unutacağım?” [translation: I've spent so many months thinking I forgot all about you. But the more I manifest to forget you, the more I remember you. But how am I going to forget the very first person I dearly love?]

"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.

Although the pain on her eyes are showing, I could sense na pilit niya iyong inaalis at pinapalitan ng isang masaya at masiglang mga ngiti. “Don't force yourself to remember me, love. I may not know what happened to you for those long years that we've parted, but I know you will remember me. Maybe not at this moment, but at the right time. I always believe in that. And if ever you will no longer remember me, I'll do everything to make good and happy memories with you. Just please, give me the chance. I'll be a better husband.” Naguguluhan man ay pinilit ko pa rin ang ngumiti. Hinawakan ko ang kanyang pisngi. Hinimas ko ito gamit ang likod ng aking palad. Gumuhit ang tila sakit sa aking dibdi

putol nito ulit sa kanya. "W-what?" naguguluhang tanong niya, pabulong. "I don't have any memory of you. And though after tomorrow, we'd just totally be strangers who happened to marry each one time in their lives, I still want to have memory of you. You see, I don't know if I'd ever remember the past. But just in case I don't, I'd still have a memory of you-- one thing that I'd get to keep and remember for this lifetime that we will spend apart."

Parehas kami ng kaibigan niya na hindi malaman kung anong point niya. "Wag natin silang kalimutan bagkus itanim natin sa puso at isipan natin ang mga masasaya nating memorya kasama sila. Karamihan kasi sa atin pag nasaktan tayo, we tend to forget all of our good memories with them to heal. Pero para sa akin mali iyon. Hindi ka tunay na gagaling kung iniiwasan mo ang mga memoryang binuo niyong magkasama. Kasi pag nakalimutan na natin sila sasabihin natin okay na, pero pagkaharap na natin ang mga taong sabihin nating nanakit sa atin, babalik at babalik pa rin lahat ng sakit. Though kaunti na lang pero naroon pa rin ang sakit. Sa case ko kasi hindi ko sila kinalimutan tinanggap ko ang naging ka

Makalipas ang ilang sandali ay humugot ako ng isang malalim na hininga at inipon ang aking lakas para muling tingnan ang gravestone ni Nicklaus. In Loving Memories of Nicklaus Martinei Beloved Son, Brother and Fiancè When things are drawing to a close, all you have are memories and stories to keep you warm. "That's all you have left to me, baby, our memories and stories but I don't know how long will it keep me warm." Sambit ko at mahinang tumawa, hinayaan ko lamang ang aking luha na umagos sa aking mga mata habang hinahaplos ko ang nakaukit na pangalan ni Nicklaus sa kanyang gravestone.

I almost lost myself until my egos saving me. "Ako din pala mananalo e. Pinapatagal mo pa." Pabiro kong wika. Umiling-iling siya sa naging reaksyon ko. Nagkibit balikat na lamang ako. We never keep people we love for good. But we can keep always memories. There is a good chance that we could have a lot of time to build our long lasting memories feels better.

Kung saan-saan na napapadpad ang usapan nilang mag-iina. “Si Mama muna ang magsasalita. No more questions!” pinandilatan niya ng maga ang mga ito. “As I’ve said Daddy has amnesia. Nakalimutan niya tayo but someday, he will remember us but for now let’s be kind to Daddy. We have to be patient and understanding.” “It’s sad that he doesn’t remember us,” komento ni Ryker na paiyak na. “He may not remember us but someday he will… Just always remember that Daddy Raphael loves you guys. Mahal na mahal kayo ng Daddy niyo. He will remember us—we will pray and help him remember us.”