It is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

    Yesterday, 20th of April 2012, was Dad's second month death anniversary. Dad died on the afternoon of February 20, 2012.

     Ah! How time flies!  
     Time heals a sad heart,  but not yet for me!

     It was also the burial of Tito Eddie. Tito Edilberto Francisco Oca is dad's first cousin, thru dad's father who is my grandfather Arturo Agra Francisco. I felt nostalgic during the mass. Ah, the old Pila church brought back some memories.  I was able to see my godson, Lance Marinas and congratulated him for graduating from grade 6.
     Before attending the mass and funeral at Pila, Laguna, we passed by another wake. 
Ate Rosalie Manalo, a relative of ours, was not there when my sister Raisa and I passed by to symphatize with her and her family. We left the card mass to her son Francis and her daughter. Her husband died of heart attack the day before. 

     On our way back home from Pila, we passed by the San Pablo City memorial cemetery and lighted some candles for dad.

    Tomorrow will be the burial of  kuya Ned's wife Mirasol Francisco. Ernedo J. Francisco is  a second cousin of mine via my dad's father side.

     Several deaths. 

     We still have several debts too!

     I wasn't  feeling well during the night and was awake even during the early morning; but I was glad I had the chance to chat with my very nice online priest friend and confidant. I was very happy he was online for me when i needed him most.

 

 San Pablo City Memorial Park where dad was buried

                                               

Photo taken inside the car at Pila, Laguna cemetery

San Pablo City Memorial Park  where dad was buried