When I was a teenager, I had a bad dream that my father passed away. I was bothered by that dream and the first thing that I did after waking up was call him. I was in college then in Manila and he was in Tarlac so I had to make a long distance call. While on the line, he said that it was just a bad dream, he was okay and that I should pray and everthing will be fine.
Fast forward to April 24, 2008, I received a text from Mama that Papa was in ICU because he had a stroke. After 12 days in the hospital, my almost 2 decade old dream became a very sad reality. I'll still hold on to Papa's bilin - that he's okay, I should pray and everything will be fine.
Fast forward to April 24, 2008, I received a text from Mama that Papa was in ICU because he had a stroke. After 12 days in the hospital, my almost 2 decade old dream became a very sad reality. I'll still hold on to Papa's bilin - that he's okay, I should pray and everything will be fine.
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