I am still crying when writing this. And my heart bleeds. I dont want to believe that our dear Aya is gone.
Dihas gabii sa merkoles wa gyod ko makatog kay diha koy gihunahuna unya morag nag alingasa gyod ko. Nagsigi lang ko ug tan-aw sa orasan hangtod na alas tres medya nalang sa kadlawon. Natagpilaw siguro ko karijo kay pag usab tan-aw nako sa orasan alas singko naman sa buntag. Ug wa nagyod ko kabalik tagpilaw mao to mibakod nalang ko,( I usually wake up at 9-10 am) ug ako giopen ako computer. Pag open nako sa ako ym mao nato nagpusotpusot ang mga news gikan as akong mga contacts about the sad news. Grazie was there and I got to talk to her at once and we both cried.
I felt so guilty and angry at myself that I didnt spend much time talking to her in my ym as I have always been busy. But we always exchange short messages and she will always write to me: "How are you sis, I miss you, I love you."
If I have known she was suffering from HBP I would have done everything in my power to help her. Give her tips, advices and so on.
And I never know she was at times, a bit unhappy. If I had, I would have spend more time (no matter how busy I am) talking to her and telling her that she is not alone on it.
But I have known her to be a healthy, happy, kind, loving and sweet person and I know she have so many friends here in TB who loves her.
Although we never get to talk so much about our private lives, and although we havent meet in person she has become a very dear friend and sister to me.
We have plans to visit her in Japan on January next year together with my daughter and she was looking forward to visit Villa Tarcela.
My dear beloved sis and friend Aya, I am so sad that you have left us and I never get to tell you how much you really mean to me.
I hope that when my time comes, I will get to see you in heaven.
I love you sis Aya and I will be missing you forever.Linkback:
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