Early morning of sunday, 11th of August, my grandfather was rushed into the city hospital for he had the difficulty catching his breath. I was awaken by my mother's text message about the incident. I couldn't explain the feeling that I had as I read it. I just convinced myself to stay calm and not to think the worst case to happen, just at least for that time. It was the second time he was rushed into a hospital for the same reason. 

I fell asleep again and was not able to hear my phone ringing. As i woke up minutes later, I saw my phone's inbox flooded with my mom's message. My father had just died. I was saddened by the news. Though that thought had already been playing in my mind, I kinda did not expect it because I was hoping. 

Some things just come when you least expect it. The passing of my grandfather did again remind me to live this life as if it is my last day. We prepared for his funeral then. I did not report to work for 2 days and helped them get things done.

The funeral was held at our house in the province. Relatives and friends were reunited. It is very sad to think that we come to have a reunion not because we planned it and to have a good time but because something bad happened. Somehow I thought that maybe it was also part of it, the reunion. 

Lots of things has changed. People did. The place did. But neither of it hindered everybody to get along and try to reminisce things from the past. Things that was long forgotten was discussed. Discussions that rarely happens this time. 

20th of August. The burial of the dead body of our dear grandpa. Lots of old faces showed up, sad faces, appearance of grief. Cries, words of good things for him, sorrows. I can see my grandma's tears flowing through her face. It was sad. Yet, people did come to accept that it happened. Death is an assurance for everybody. It just that we won't know where would it come to us. That's the saddest thing about it. Just when you thought everything is okay, everything is doing well. 

Rest in peace be the soul of my grandpa.   He will not be alone there, I know. He got my ate Merlan (closest aunt) and 'yo Kinsoy (Uncle, whose body is still missing 'til now because of Typhoon Pablo). 

Acceptance came after. The whole family continued the get together. Tried to catch things up between each other. 

At the same time, I and my closest cousin planned for a river adventure. We took some pictures. We had fun.