What if God was one of us?

June 29 (Sunday)

“Yeah, yeah, God is great… Yeah, yeah, God is good…”

I don’t know how to start my blog entry. It is because I have too many things to say. During the typhoon “Frank” it seems my tears joined the rampant rain. My brothers at that time were between life and death. Crying and praying is only the solution that I can think of. What made my feelings worst were when my dad cried at my side. It is something I will never forget and that made me cry for more. For the first time I also made a “text brigade” to my close friends to pray for my brothers.

There were many things that I and perhaps my family did that we didn’t thought of doing it. We are not really affectionate with each other. We don’t say I love you, happy birthday, so on and so forth. But now I we are all getting old we are beginning to show it. My brothers right now are very much alive and kicking. Our house is noisy again and things are going back to normal.

Wait a minute… our sufferings are not yet over. My grandfather just died when my brothers went home. His death is something expected since he is in death agony for almost a year now. But of course even if we say that we are happy because he died already so he ends his sufferings, at the back of my head it is still good of I see my grandfather at his couch lying.

This day is something significant for me. Today is Pacquio and Diaz fight. I think the last time I saw my grandfather was when it is Pacquio vs. Marquez (basta yung last fight niya). If not maybe it is my last few moments with him. At that time he still watched Pacquio’s fight even with his condition back then. Now I am thankful that Pacquio won again because I know that my grandfather will be happy for him. Actually as I write this the t.v. telecast is not yet airing but I tuned at the radio and found out that he won nga.

And it is airing right now. I think my grandfather is watching Pacquio’s fight right now. Maybe he is beside me… scary….

Bakbakan na!!