Tula Para Sa Namatay Na Lola Novels & Stories

Buong maghapon ko inisip iyon. Maghapon ko inalala ang apelyido niya at kung paanong paraan ulit magtatagpo ang landas namin para naman mapasalamatan ko siya. "Cafeteria nalang tayo, for sure wala masyadong tao dun..." pag-aya ni Lulu. "Bakit? Laro ba ng basketball ngayon o volleyball naman?" "Ng football."

The funeral proceeded swiftly, but everything was meticulously handled by Ethan, with each detail prepared with sincerity and respect. Ula, the beloved granddaughter of Mrs. Donna, struggled to overcome the adversity to fulfill her final duty—bidding farewell to her beloved grandmother on her last journey. With a heavy heart, she walked under the cold, stark sunlight, the golden rays mingling with tears on her mournful face. As the funeral concluded, Ula couldn't hold her strength any longer and collapsed before the cold stone tomb. The most heartbreaking part was not just the loss but the painful tableau of separation. Ethan, the reliable companion, embraced Ula and quickly took her to the

Nakakuha ang Luthrr ng magandang bargain. Habang abala si Lola, nagtanong siya ng ilang katanungan tungkol sa sitwasyon ni Riva. Hindi itinago ni Riva ang katotohanan na siya ay may asawa na noon, at maikling binanggit din ang kapansanan ng kanyang ama.

“Into your hands, most merciful Father, we commend your servant Lola, acknowledging her as a sheep of your own fold, a lamb of your own flock, a sinner of your own redeeming. She walked among us in youth and promise, and though her years were few, her life was full of love. Taken from this world by a violence she did not choose, she now finds refuge where no harm can reach her. Receive her into the arms of your mercy, into the blessed rest of everlasting peace, and into the glorious company of the saints in light. Comfort us who mourn her loss, strengthen our faith that we may know that nothing, neither life nor death, nor things present nor things to come, can separate us from your love in

Luca, Kira’s elder brother, who is also a friend of Lola, passed on after a brief illness and it was just too sudden and heavy for the family to bear. I consoled them both in the best way I could, and by the time they had cried to their satisfaction, they looked terrible and almost sick. “I can’t believe he is gone Lola, I'm sorry.. for.. throwing.. this news on… on you this way, but.. I couldn't bear it a bit longer Lola..” Kira trembled as Lola swiftly shaked her head. “You don’t have to be sorry Kira, I can’t believe this is happening..” Lola cried, pulling her into a hug as they cried their eyes out.

Lola hinted on him and I understood she was talking about Arthur. "Where is Aaron Knight?" I asked out of blue before my brain to register it. "He is dead." Lola whisper but I hear her which made me to gape at her with a parted mouth. Dead?!

Tyler stood beside Lana, his eyes filled with awe and love for the precious gift they had been blessed with. Nine months had passed since Kaylida's arrival, and the family decided to celebrate by going on a picnic. They invited Kamala, to join them. The tranquility of the pack's garden provided the perfect setting for a relaxing day under the azure sky. As they set up their picnic spot, Lana saw the memorial stand nearby. It bore the names of fallen loved ones: Elijah, Kaylee, Katida, and many others. A wave of bittersweet memories washed over her, and she felt compelled to honor their memory.

My soul floated above the room as I watched the scene unfold. Vincent's shoulders were shaking hard. He let out a sound like a wounded animal. Even his wolf was crying over the death of its Luna. I didn't know how long had passed before Vivian's voice broke the silence from the doorway. "Do you even want to know how she died?" Vincent lifted his head. His eyes were bloodshot, like they were about to bleed. Vivian walked in holding a sheet of paper. It was a healer's report.

I know that I really loved Eulalia and the right thing to do was apologize to her but I was scared to call her because I'm a coward. On the day of the funeral, I went early but I sat at the back just so I could watch her from far, I was scared to face her today so I was just watching her every movement. She was crying and I could see her friend consoling her. My heart clenched as I watched her cry, it is supposed to be me by her side holding her while she cried in my arms.

Townies were lighting the candles inside the pumpkins, sending out messages to the spirits of the ones they’d lost. Lola, racked with guilt and shame, walked over and grabbed one of the matches. She squatted down next to a pumpkin with a carved-out heart and angel wings. She closed her eyes and sent out a message in hopes that Cassidy would hear and grant her forgiveness. She saw Mr. Adams in the corner of her eye sitting alone on a bench and watching the lights.