June 27

June 27. The day I will never forget. This is the day when we my father drew his last breath. Though it has already been 8 years since he passed away, but our hearts still ache and tears still flow every time we remember him. Oh, how we miss him so much! He had been a loving father and a great man of God. I'm truly thankful to God for he gave us a great Tatay. He has played a great part of our lives and together with my Mom has brought up well. Though his years on this earth may not have been long but it was indeed a life seeing God's love, humility and grace working through his life.

A loving Husband to my Nanay, A great father to us, a selfless friend and brother to others... He is truly missed!