Last year, today we were all just about to start our day when we got a text message from one of my aunts that one of our uncles was rushed to the hospital with a suspicion of a stroke. We have been through this route before with other family members and they pull through so we went along with our day. That is until a few minutes later that we learned that it was something we haven't been through. We were told to go to the hospital right away. As each text message came, things were turning more grim. It came to a point that my cousins and I would jump each time our phones would signal a text message because we don't know what it would say. Our day came to a sudden halt, left school or work and went to a hospital almost an hour away. There, we got even grimmer news and all we could do was wait and pray. What initially was thought of as a stroke turned out to be much worse..aneurysm of the brain. I didn't go into the ICU to see Tito Augie. I couldn't muster enough courage. But, as people were going in and out of his room, I already got a picture of what he was going through and it wasn't the most comforting thing. But we kept our faith that he will pull through even though the odds were against us. We were hoping for some miracle, something which we held on until the very last hour but miracle evaded us. The day ended late for us, we went home, carrying the hope that when morning comes, we will be hearing good news. I couldn't sleep that night and from that listlessness came this post.. September 2, 2006. Little did I know that when tomorrow came, we would be saying goodbye. My aunt and my cousins along with my uncle's family has reached a decision to just let go. Let go of him even though it hurts, even though its hard to accept. Let got because it will not only bring him peace but bring peace to us as well. I don't think it will ever be easy. I think we would always look back and talk about that day as if it was yesterday. I think its okay to do that because it taught us a viable lesson, that our life here on Earth is but fleeting. We are all just passing by and when its our time to go, its our time to go. We just have to be ready for it. That we must cherish each day that we are alive and make the most of it. Tito Augie's death taught me that things happen for a reason. We cannot and shouldn't question, ask why it happened to us because whatever it is, only God knows and we just have to accept it no matter how hard, no matter how painful, no matter what.
