Remembering The Loved Ones Novels & Stories

END OF FLASHBACK A lone tear escape from my eyes, as I remember those memories from my past. I was still young and naive that time. Hindi ako makapaniwalang minahal ko ang taong walang ibang gusto kundi ang saktan at gusto akong mamatay. I can't believe that I still manage to smile happily to the person who hate my existence. To the person that I use to call mom and dad and to the person that I use to recognize as my parents. At the age of seven, wala akong kamuwang-muwang na binabalak na pala akong patayin ng mga taong kumopkop at itinuturing kong magulang. This is the reason why I hate fire, it made me remember them. It made me remember those memories from my past that I badly wanted to es

the voice whispered. Warm. Gentle. Broken. My chest tightened painfully. “Mom?” I whispered. The memory surged. A letter. Hands shaking. Tears. “You have to forget,” she said. “You have to survive.” My breath hitched. “Why?” I cried. “Because if you remember—” The memory cut. Sharp. Incomplete. But one thing remained. One word. One name. Burned into my mind. Clearer than anything else. My heart pounded. My lips parted.

I did not answer her dahil sobrang sakit talaga ng ulo ko gusto ko mang umiyak sa sobrang sakit pero ayaw tumulo ng luha ko "Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhh" I shouted with to much pain "Aliah" tawag ni Mommy sa akin ng mabuksan niya ang pintuan Nilapitan niya ako at niyakap " don't force yourself to remember everything Aliah" Sabi ni mama sa akin "Ma I want too, I want to know my past" malungkot kong sabi kay mama "Shhh someday you'll remember everything Aliah" Sabi niya sa akin

sabi ko, “I named him after you. So I’ll never forget the only man I loved.” Tumulo ang luha ko, pero may ngiti sa labi. “You told me once,” bulong ko, “that love doesn’t die. You were right.” Umupo ako sa tabi ng puntod, hawak si Baby Rico sa dibdib ko. “You know,” sabi ko, “I used to think love was about holding on. But now I know it’s about letting go and still remembering.” Dumampi sa buhok ko ang hangin, at sa sandaling iyon, parang naramdaman ko ang presensya niya.

If fate has it that I won't make it back, know that I'll be with you always, in your heart, in our memories, and in the love we shared. Yours always, Your wife, Brenda

You were loved before you could even understand what love was. And no matter how many years have passed, nothing can change that. If we are no longer here when you return, I am sorry. I am sorry we weren't able to be the ones to welcome you home. But please don't spend the rest of your life wondering if we loved you. We did. Every day. In every pictures. In every birthday candle. In every prayer. In every, night we went to sleep hoping that tomorrow would finally be the day we found you. You were never forgotten, sweetheart.

At ito namang si Sab ay kung anu-ano talaga ang sinasabi ng babaeng ‘to kaya pati tuloy itong utak ko biglang nag-isip ng kung sino. “Pwede ba Sab, hindi sya ang iniisip ko. Wala na akong pakialam sakanya.” Pero unti-unti may sakit na gumuguhit sa aking dibdib. Bigla ko na namang naalala ang araw na naghiwalay kami. Masakit pero anong gagawin ko? Kailangan ko na mag move on, life goes on nga di’ba? Hindi naman pwede na tumigil ang mundo ko dahil lang doon sa mga nangyari sa nakaraan at matagal na panahon ‘yon. Baka nga ay nakalimutan nya na ako at sino ba naman ako para sakanya para isipin nya pa baka nga masayang masaya na sya sa buhay nya ngayon.

"Yes... I am hungry, hinintay lang talaga kita." Nauna si Hades na magpunta sa dining area. Bago siya makalayo ay hinawak ko nang napakahigpit ang kanyang kamay. "What?" "I love you. Whatever happens that will never change. I love you, Hades Sanz Vejar. I love you with all my heart and with all the memories I can remember. Please, don't get tired of reminding me that for the next chapters of our lives together. Please..." There and then, I realized that memories are indeed the most important thing a person can ever have. Memories can make and break a person's heart... Memories... Memory... Memoir... Memo... Mem... Me...

At hindi ako magsasawa na ulit-ulitin na sabihin sa kan’ya kung gaano ko siya kamahal at kung gaano ako kasaya na sa wakas ay pinagbigyan din kami ng panahon at ng pagkakataon na bigyan ng katuparan ang pagmamahalan namin. "I love you, mi amore." Malambing na bulong ko sa aking asawa habang nag-aayos siya ng gamit sa silid namin. I always want to say those words to her para paulit-ulit niya rin na maalala ang pagmamahal ko. Maybe it is because of my fear that somehow she will forget how much I love her, or, much worse, forget about me. May trauma na yata ako sa salitang amnesia at pagkalimot. "You’re early. Wala ka bang meeting with the business circle?" Balik-tanong pa niya sa akin kasabay

Tugon nito at namayani ang katahimikan sa amin. Maybe this is the saddest part in life, when the person died we only have those memories. We can't do anything about it but to treasure those moments. Kaya isa rin sa mga natutunan ko ay mahalin ang mga magulang natin. Dahil hindi naman habang buhay ay makakasama natin sila.