This post is a personal one, so please bear with me.
I still grieve with the loss of one of my closest college friends, who succumbed to heart failure last Tuesday. She is 40 years old.
I managed to visit her last Saturday. She was on the respirator then, still catching her breath. I still fear the sound of the respirator especially if it becomes erratic all of a sudden, and though she can’t speak at that time because of the tubes, she still has the strength to write her thoughts and appreciate everyone who visited and helped her.
I never thought that it’ll be the last time that I will see her.
I still grieve even if it is days already since she passed. But then, I am thankful to our Lord for her life – for she is now free from any physical pain, that she can now in Jesus’ loving embrace, and she is now also with her Tatay in the heavenly abode.
How I wish I could’ve helped her more, especially on her finances during her hospitalization. But I went back to study again, and currently living on a freelancing budget. All I can do for her and for her family at this trying time is to help them in easing up the pain of losing her.
I am also thankful for the celebration of friendship that lasted for decades. She has been one of the most significant people during my college years, along with our barkada that was formed through school hardships, struggles, friendship, and love.
I will miss our late night coffee sessions, food trips, chikahan and just being there for each other despite the distance, time difference and priorities. I still regret not going to the biglaang meetups because of my previous office work schedule, but I am thankful for the things and the fun memories that we had until the end.
Thank you Jesus, for giving us that moment of having her as our dearest friend, sister and confidante. Thank you for giving her the life well-lived. May you welcome her in your heavenly kingdom.
Until we meet again, Che.