I was supposed to go to Cebu-- Friday to Tuesday; March 19-22. Then it happened. My uncle got into a freak accident. I haven't seen him for quite sometime. He was my aunt's first husband. But it was years when they separated. He was a druggie. Everyone knows that. People used to look at him as some junk who can't even fend off for himself. But all that changed in recent years. He got his act together and found a very respectable job that he can really be proud of. He was a changed man. It's really inspiring how God can give these chances to people. Consequently, it's also somewhat depressing to know that while people are offered these opportunities of change, most of them do not even acknowledge what is in store for them had they decided to grab these moments to turn their lives around.
I decided not to go to Cebu and went back home instead. I've been present in the wake every single night and right now, it's his last night. His interment will be held tomorrow at 2pm.
Yeah, Cebu will have to wait.
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