Sad and Happy

Last Saturday I went to two different occasions. In the morning, my parents and I went to the wake of our neighbor, Tita Aida. She’s been battling with breast cancer for a few years now. I learned that she stopped having chemo-therapy last December. She died at the age of 68. I haven’t had the experience of having someone died in our immediate family. I think the closest would be my Tito Pet, who’s the brother of my mom. But he was based in the province so I did not experience the whole preparing for the wake, for the burial thing. All we did there was show up for the wake and the interment. I guess I’m lucky that way. Anyways, last year I’ve experienced the death of someone close to me. Although she wasn’t family, I see her everyday and have worked close with her for almost two years. It was a shock to all of us because she died of an accident. She was in the ICU for four days before finally succumbing to death. I don’t if I’ll ever be able to handle death in our (immediate) family or a love one (Joema or any of my dear, dear friends). When Tita Percy died I really can not understand why she had to go. I know that they say that she’s in a better place but I still felt that something was taken from me – without my permission. Maybe, God hasn’t taken any of my love ones yet because he knows I’m not yet ready for that. I’m not that mature enough to accept the concept of death. I know and believe that there’s heaven and that people who die go there. This was recently reassured by a priest that I heard perform mass recently. He said that priests choose to be celibate because God is pointing out that there is a heaven. “Bakit ako magpapakahirap ng ganito kung hindi ako naniniwala sa heaven? I bet my life to you that there is a heaven,” he said. Did I explain that clearly? Basta when I heard it, my belief was reaffirmed.

In the afternoon, I went to Ge’s house blessing. They recently bought a house and had it renovated. Sayang no pictures, nawili kasi sa kwentuhan. Although I felt a little out of place because almost all of them were married and had their spouses/kids with them, I still had a lot of fun. I guess the good thing about having married friends is that I learn a lot from them – you know, grown up stuff like buying houses, or stuff about their kids, even stuff about their household help. Well, I hope in the future I will be able to use whatever I learn from them.
I didn’t notice that my Saturday was almost over when I got home. Usually I feel that Saturday’s a very loooong day because I don’t get to see Joema (when his off-days are weekdays), but last Saturday was different because I went out. Katamad din naman kasi lumabas pag walang kasama. I only went to the wake and to the house blessing because I was with my parents (wake) and they dropped me off (blessing). Well, I guess I won’t be having that problem anymore because Joema started training again today, meaning Saturdays and Sundays off again. Yey! (I’ll have this problem again maybe 6 weeks after.)