This is just my simple way of bidding a final farewell to a remarkable person. I guess it really is true that the good almost always die young. Perhaps it’s one of God’s ways in order to protect His most faithful children — those who serve Him with all their heart.
The Filipino people loved you, and will continue to love you Madam Cory. We will forever look up to you — will always feel indebted to you for restoring democracy in our nation.
You will be missed..
She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: ‘How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?’
The surgeon said, ‘I’m sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn’t make it.’
Sally said, ‘Why do little children get cancer? Doesn’t God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?’
The surgeon asked, ‘Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he’s transported to the university.’
Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair.
‘Would you like a lock of his hair?’ the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy’s hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.
The mother said, ‘It was Jimmy’s idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. I said no at first, but Jimmy said, ‘Mom, I won’t be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.’” She went on, ‘My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.’
Sally walked out of Children’s Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy’s belongings on the seat beside her in the car.
The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy’s belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son’s room.
She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She lay down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.
It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Lying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said :
Dear Mom,
I know you’re going to miss me; but don’t think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just ’cause I’m not around to say ‘I Love You’ . I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won’t be so lonely, that’s okay with me He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn’t like the same things us boys do. You’ll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know.
Don’t be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn’t look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God’s knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That’s when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn’t allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him !where was He when I needed him?’ ‘God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.
Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I’ve written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn’t that cool? I have to give God His pen back now He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I’m sure the food will be great.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don’t hurt anymore the cancer is all gone… I’m glad because I couldn’t stand that pain anymore and God couldn’t stand to see me hurt so much, either. That’s when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?
Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
Take 60 seconds and repost this, within the hour, you will have caused a multitude of believers to pray to God for each other Then sit back and feel the Holy Spirit work in your life for doing what you know God loves.
When you’re down to nothing, God is up to something.
For the past few days, I’ve been going ga-ga over Korina Sanchez and Ted failon’s morning teleradyo program. Aside from their strong and honest commentaries, I am specially crazy about their closing performance of the Gi Kumut Kumut visayan song. I don’t even know if I got the spelling right! Anyway, it’s so funny!!! I only get to hear them on the radio, though. They can be seen live on TV also if you’re subscribing to Sky cable. We’re on Destiny so I don’t get to see them live. I did see them featured on Mark Logan’s segment in TV Patrol and I laughed even harder. Ted Failon was totally into it! His head was bobbing left to right, wearing shades and looking all “rockstarry”. ^_^
Anyway, more power to these two! I’ve been a silent fan of their tandem since their Hoy! Gising days. Hehehe…
Oh, and on a side note, Ogie Diaz’s after lunch program is also a great time-killer!!! He is so funny! He’s with another host, but I forgot his name. More power to them, too!
I closed my eyes one night
With tears flowing down my face
They were warm to the touch
But the warmth was not comforting
In the darkness I felt cold
Like being buried deep in snow
Breathing was hard, constricted
My heart was barely surviving
But then an angel came
All wrapped in white and gold
He filled my heart with clarity
To my soul, he brought healing
He needed only to look at me
To know my soul’s desire
And when he left, I was reassured
That darkness will be departing
And sure enough when I awoke
The world was not as it was
Everything seemed bright and gay
Happiness was never-ending
Only then did I realize
I am floating on heaven’s clouds
No longer will my eyes shed tears
Nor will my heart be left hoping
For the angel has freed me
And gave me wings of my own
My soul’s at ease, my heart serene
I am no longer dying…
I am home.
I’m not a big fan of PGMA. Honestly, I think she should spare all of us the trouble and just step down. But knowing her and her “I’m tough” attitude, she won’t. Sucks to be us, I guess.
Anyway, much as I want to steer away from all this politics sh*t, it’s just so hard to ignore the anomalies all around us.
#1 – Unreasonable and mandatory taxes. It’s hard not to notice how the government has put the burden of paying for the country’s debts to the people. First there was VAT.. Then came EVAT.. And depending on how unlucky we are in a given year, there is that increase in tax deductions on our salaries. How many government officials do we have? If they really care for this country and for the people’s well-being, why don’t they shell out, say, a hundred thousand pesos each. THEY OWE IT TO THE PEOPLE FOR BRINGING THEM TO WHERE THEY ARE RIGHT NOW. And OMG, please don’t tell me that each and every one of them have consciences as clear and spotless as well-polished glass. Please!!!
#2 – Giving tax money to the less fortunate. I don’t want to sound heartless and selfish. But the truth is, giving money is just a temporary resolution to the different levels of poverty that ALL OF US are experiencing right now. If the government decides to give out the tax money that employed individuals worked hard for, then evenly allocate it not only to the poor but to those who have work their a$$ out 7 days a week and 8 hours a day (sometimes even more). And then open up more job opportunities that will enable our less fortunate brothers and sisters to earn money for their families. That’s what we all need — a PERMANENT solution to the ever-growing crisis that we have.
#3 – Poor road and drainage system repairs. This problem has been going on for what seems like forever already. It’s a wonder why I even bring it up still. But anyway, since it has already been written, I might as well give it a go. First of all, “poor” is an understatement actually. There are no words to describe the disastrous condition of our roads (major roads and common streets) and drainage systems. In Buendia alone and its surrounding streets, 15 minutes of moderate to strong rains is equivalent to knee-deep floods. Then once the water recedes, all the asphalt patches are gone and we’re once again left with roads comparable to the moon’s surface. Ok, I give credit to DPWH and probably to local officials for their effort to patch these roads up with asphalt. But please make sure that it’s not going to be another temporary resolution to a problem that needs a long-term (if not permanent) answer. It’s not like the taxes that get deducted from our salaries have a certain amount allocated for FREE vehicle repairs for underchassis and tire damages caused by substandard road cementing/asphalting!!!
#4 NFA rice. First, thank you, PGMA, for trying to resolve the rice crisis that we have right now. By the way, have you tried cooking the NFA rice that you have provided your people? With all due respect, I think you should. Then you would realize that this so-called help that you have provided just underlines and emphasizes the status of our less fortunate brothers and sisters. We have tried the NFA rice at home, and the first thing that came into my mind is, “How can the government give something as unacceptable and substandard as this??? And to be proud of it??? OMG!!!” The poor quality of the product would have been understandable if these were given for free. After all, free products almost always have trade-offs. But to charge us for something like that? It’s just not fair — inhumane almost. Then eventually, we found out that there’s a better quality NFA rice being sold at a higher price. Tsk. What more can i say, huh? I guess everything is just business.
*sigh*
This ranting will probably stay at that — a rant. But to any government official who happens to stumble upon this entry, I hope this ranting is heeded. The issues mentioned above are just a few of the evident anomalies going on in our country right now. Please listen to the people.. And listen deep. Sometimes, it may seem that the people agrees with your decisions. But most often than not, the positive response is just to say that we surrender.. we give up. You seek respect from us, and we will gladly give you that. But you have got to give us respect as well. Give us reasons to believe and trust in the government once more. Because until you do, this country will continue to sink deeper into chaos and nothingness.. the people — YOUR people — will continue to mourn and cry out in pain and suffering.
