My mother passed away this morning - 4:23am.

Please pray for her soul.

I love you mommy. I'm sorry. I love you mommy.

Comments

morena said…
It's not too late to say sorry sis. I know she heard you and she knows how much you love her. Whenever I see her, all I can remember is how happy she looks each time having you and keeping the family together. She's with your dad now so let go. This too will pass.
4:20 AM, June 23, 2008
Kat said…
*hug*

My condolences Rose, as well as my prayers for you and your family.
4:25 PM, June 25, 2008
morena said…
I hope things are calmer now. Be sad, cry that's ok. You know we are here for you sis. Always. Love you.
3:50 AM, June 26, 2008
... beachfreak said…
@morena: It's weird not having my mom around - no one asking what I brought home, no one asking where I'm going - kung papasok nako or kung ka kakarating ko lang - it's weird and painful at the same time.

I miss her.

@kat: hey there. thanks for the prayers. You take care, kat.
10:12 PM, June 28, 2008
aajao said…
Rose, my condolences.
8:04 AM, July 02, 2008
... beachfreak said…
@aajao: I appreciate it. Please pray for her.
4:20 PM, July 02, 2008
morena said…
We love you sis. Always, always here. No reason to be lonely. To be sad is ok it happens to all of us.
6:50 AM, July 03, 2008
... beachfreak said…
Aaw. You're making me cry besty. I love you!
9:02 PM, July 05, 2008
K said…
My condolences, Rosie. *hugs*
5:05 PM, July 12, 2008
... beachfreak said…
hey keith! how are you? *hug back*
1:53 PM, July 14, 2008
park said…
condolence rose to you and your family. im sorry for your loss.

-park and vince
2:50 PM, July 23, 2008
... beachfreak said…
aaw, park!! How are you?

Thank you for your thoughts. I still get teary-eyed when people offer me their condolences, and this is no exception.

Take care!
12:27 PM, July 24, 2008
Anonymous said…
I pray for your comfort,

May God heal the pain you are feeling right now.

Condolence
1:56 PM, July 26, 2008
... beachfreak said…
Hi kuya mel - thanks - it's beena long time since i heard from you. =)

take care *hug*
2:15 PM, July 27, 2008
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