Dead dad's club... 12 members mourning.

And here's a few of us.

The Grey's Anatomy's episode where George's dad died, I remember Christina consoling him about it. She mentioned the Dead Dad's Club and like how she said it, it is sad to be a part of it. Ironically, I knew the feeling as at 17, I became a part of it. Christina's "club" may have sounded a bit, well Christinaish, yet (I think) it was the right words of support at the right time.

When my dad died, I appreciated everyone's support, their love for me and my family. But, always, always... at the back of my mind, I was always thinking that they do not know the feeling. Like everyone else, my friends especially, I believe that I lived a sheltered life. During that time, the only closest person whom I know that passed away was an aunt. I "knew" of the grieving part, the praying for the dead, and all that but I never truly understood it, felt its impact on my life... not until I lost my own dad.

For the longest time, I dint want to talk about it. Not a lot of people knew that for months we considered a couple of hospitals our home. For months, the whole family's plans and our own lives were put on hold. I remember going to my school's chapel everyday to pray... the rosary, st. joseph's novena, and all other prayers. It was that type of comfort that I was looking for, it was as if staying at the chapel bought me more time. In there, time freezes, and I was at peace that my dad was taken cared of even while I was away from him.

It was a tough, trying time. And to this day, I remember everything like it was just yesterday. And how I wish for just one more day with our dad.


And now, zoom back to life. We did loose our dad but we all learned and got our strength from the experience.





The family keeps on getting bigger... and better (???)... but at the end of the day, we all wish to be with our dad.





















As for me, I'm no longer that baby in the family who hides and lives by my mom's or brothers' and sisters' wings. I can now stand on my own. And moreso, I am no longer afraid of death.



More importantly, please say a prayer or two today for the most important man in my life, my dear daddy. He would've been 62 years old today!

And to my smoking friends, skip a stick or a pack today, you never know how much extra time it could give you and your loved ones.