I just lost a great man, who is both a father and grandfather to me. I couldn’t stop crying until today, when I went to his grave to bring him flowers and candles. I talked to him in silence, assuring him how I know he’s happy where he is right now. Free of pain finally and full of joy.
I miss you dearly, Lolo Juan. You broke my heart last Sunday when you left without giving me a chance to say goodbye. I was gone two hours and you chose that moment to let go – not on my watch. But no matter what happened, you gave me hope and enlightened me. You inspire me to be like you: a family man with a big heart, a dear friend to everyone, a man of courage, a generous giver.
I gave my eulogy yesterday to a great man, surprised by the volume of crowd who turned up to celebrate with us the life my dear Lolo has fully lived. I couldn’t believe it, seeing all of them in one Church as I stood in front. I couldn’t say how hard it was for me to let go and say goodbye. But then, there’s nothing you can do but accept the truth: When one life ends, we do not stop there. We try to live, holding on to great memories. Acceptance is the the only way to move on… And so I start today, with baby steps.
I wanted to share my aunt’s goodbye note to him:
He’s Kuya Juan to his siblings, Tiyo Juan to us his nieces and nephews, Lolo Juan to our children and all his apos, Engr. Malveda, Pareng Juan to his contemporaries, so many titles and yet what stands out the most is not the titles but who he is to all of us.
He is the head of the family, a confidante, peace-maker, negotiator, lawyer, the man that binds us all together as a family. Thank you so much Tiyo, San Joaquin won’t be the same without you. We will surely miss you. Simon always brags about your dishes, and asks why food in your house always tastes good. Your secret: Love. You love cooking for the people you love. Thank you so much.
May angels guide you and hold your hands in your journey to heaven.
Hoy Viva La Vida 