This was one long week.
In recent years, I have grown apart. Life has not always been very good and not all memories we shared are pleasant. But it hurts to recall those moments when we laughed together, exchanged stories and just hang out. Passing by the old place, I was not able to hold the tears. That is where we grew up and he was an integral part of it.
I know how much pain my cousins are going through right now. We who grew up looking up at him like a second father are in pain as well. But cliche as it may sound, we all know that he is in a better place now. And I wish that he would be happier there than he was in this life.
Rest in peace Kuya Monching. We will miss you.