This is in loving memory of Christian Orale,a young man from Samar who was brought here in Manila for medication last April 2012 but after a few months,he didn't make it.He suffered from complications that includes colon cancer. A man was granted a vacation leave from work.After months of hard work,he was finally given a vacation.His immidiate plan was to go home to visit his family.The thought of going home at long last makes him very happy and excited.He can't sleep while on travel so in order to kill time,he decided to play video games on his phone while listening to his favorite music.He was very happy and excited. opposite him,he noticed a woman with bulgy eyes.She might have cried to much, the man thought.Seated beside her was her husband who seemed to be lost in thoughts.The man was embracing something wrapped neatly.They seem tired and lifeless.And the woman noticed him starring at them.With eyes almost closed from crying hard,the woman smiled at him and said " He's my son.A good son,just died yesterday and we have him cremated so we can bring him home" she said pointing at the neatly wrapped package held by her husband.... If you were the man seated beside them,what would be your intial reaction? Would you be scared to know that an actual URN was just beside you? Or would you feel for them? I personally don't know because if they are strangers,of course there's not much emotion involved at first.But seeing them both in pain might make any stranger feel sorry for their lost.I might cry too. The last time I cried hard was for a dog.I mean I grieved so much for Jimby,a dog and I know it's stupid but this dog means so much to me.That was the last time I cried for this year but after two months,I'm feeling the same thing again.I'm not comparing him to a dog but the feeling of crying and grieving is almost the same.I don't know them personally but the time they've spent here in Manila made me closer to his family.Then when I thought,things are going better,he died.Just like that. Today,it's July 2012 and I have just witnessed a brother in Christ who struggled for a long time died.They came here in Manila last April for his medication and I have witnessed a testimony and a life that was very encouraging.And I really wanted to mark July as my ALL SOULS DAY of the year instead of November starting today.Because I'm sure,July would be a memorable one for me.There were 2 deaths here and 2 birthdays,one from a very close friend Rachel who was born and died at the same month 2 years ago.And Last Monday at 4am,Christian also died here in CHCC,same situation.He died at the same month he was born. Christian's death doesn't end there.He was known as devoted child,funny and loving.As a son,he would try to resolve anything making his parents less involved as much as possible.The bad side is he never told them about his condition.It was late before they found out he had colon cancer and that's painful on his parents side because he chose to hide. Last March this year,he was the Magna Cum laude of his batch.And after graduation,he wanted to search for a job immediately but the pain is getting worse so he finally admitted to his mom and agreed to come here in Manila for his treatment.The bad news is,the cancer is already stage two because he kept ignoring it for a year. The first time I saw him,he still got colors in his skin.He was one funny guy too because he can't stopped making jokes given his condition.But after one month,I can't even have the strength to look at him for just a few seconds.I never actually entered his room.I always stay outside when talking to his mom because I don't want him to feel and see my pained reaction. Today,I just got home from shift.I was outside the gate when I feel something is weird.All the lights are on and I heard someone weeping.I rushed inside and saw his mom crying. I was told,he died a few minutes before I arrived.He died in his sleep happily.And I stood there frozen.How come the doctor said there was an improvement and in just a few weeks,he can travel back home.Yesterday,Christian was happy about the thought of finally going home.Well,he's indeed going home but only his urn. It must be hard for a mother to feel helpless after doing everything she can for her son but still gone.But even in her grief,she was praying asking God's forgiveness for how she felt.My heart was crushed.I've seen their sacrifices.I've felt their tiredness but still,they were always smiling and upbeat.And that's what brought tears to my eyes.The memory of a great love that was shown.Even in his death,he is an encouragement.Even in his death,he was strong.I have witnessed those moments each day and that made me cry harder. He may have lived a short life and have died young but he had been of great inspiration to almost everyone who met him.His life story is something I won't ever forget. Tomorrow,they have to cremate him so they can bring him home as soon as possible.And this room,in this specific spot,I will always remember this young happy guy who reminded me that even death cannot hinder him from being happy.Not even on his last days on earth. I grieved of his death but I'm happy with the message he left for all of us.His family always remember him as the good and loving son.His best friend considered him his comfort and joy.And I see him as the guy who reminded me that happiness is a personal choice. May God comfort his family always...
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