On July 15 (my mother’s birthday, actually), my husband’s father made his final breath. It came as a big shock to the family, as he seemed to be in good shape. On the day he passed away, he was still able to greet my mother at around 7 in the morning. An hour after, my husband got a call. Papa was being rushed to Davao Doctors Hospital, but he was declared dead on arrival.
He was a very good man. Do you know a lot of stories about in-law problems? I never had that with him (My husband’s mother died when he was still in high school.). He was very supportive, very accepting, very fatherly. When I learned about the news, I actually felt that a part of me died, too.
I am truly blessed to have him as my father-in-law. The time we have spent together may be short-lived, but I deeply and sincerely thank him not only for raising a good son — my husband, but also for accepting me in his family with open arms. I would never forget you, Papa. Maraming salamat.
He will forever be loved. Paalam lolo!