Last May 21, my maternal uncle passed away from heart attack at the age of 46... and just as I was "recovering" from the shock, some other unwanted incident happens.
Barely just about a week ago, my cousin chose to leave this world in which we live. She was the first in my generation. About a month after turning 29, Ana left all of us. The reasons will forever be just a mystery.
I was never really close to Ana as I only knew her during my childhood. I didn't get to grow up with her or her siblings (majority of whom are now in the US). But nevertheless, I felt so sad by her death & I wish so much that I knew her more.
Sadly, due to my classes, I couldn't fly to Cebu to see her for the last time but last night, I got to go to this tribute thing prepared by a few of her friends. From here, i got to know about her... she was an artist, a poet, a writer, a diver, a photographer, a teacher, a speech pathologist... AND, most of all,... I liked how they described her in this one slide which read: "for Ana, poet, seeker of light". All this time, I still have nothing to say but "sayang". It was hard to keep tears from falling especially when Patricia Evangelista (yes, a friend of Ana) was the one talking. Ana was such a smart and pretty girl (the prettiest among the siblings, in my opinion). She was even the best intern in her batch! For all her acomplishments, I look up to her and now try to consider her to be a motivator for me to do good in my studies.
To Ana, thanks for being a part of my life, I will remember you always.
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