I received a text message last night from a cousin that her brother died. It was quite a surprise because I thought he was quite young. He is a little bit older than me. When we were in the primary grades, he used to be our leader whenever we did the cultural dance. We call it “tayaw.”
He is the seventh of 10 siblings. He is not as popular as his siblings (not to mention that his brother is a board member) but I know he really worked hard. I remember the days when he would be alone working hard in the field. Staying at home made some of his siblings able to go to school then. He was a silent person, low profile but I know he tried his best to help.
I did not have the luxury of talking to him often because he lived in a different village. The last time I saw him was when he came out of the hospital. I wish I had spent time talking with you.
Take time to spend with people you love. You never know when they are going to leave. We often find excuses because we have to work or something….but these will never replace the ample special moments we spend with our friends and family.
I hope to see you someday when that day comes. Bye on earth, Fredo! If you have trusted Jesus Christ and made Him your Savior, we will meet again.
