A tribute to the man I love the most.

"A person will only die once when you take him away in your heart."

     At this stage of one's life where the greatest quantity of the life's  travel has been journeyed. I find myself thinking  and wishing  for even a slight  idea of what  goes on in the afterlife.

   But whenever I finished  pondering the one of the life's  greatest mystery called death,i realize that no  philosophers, books or clergyman can really explain the reality of what lies  on the other realm. That  only maybe when we step over will the learning really  starts.

  Last August,My father suffered from a very severe stroke that  leads to his untimely death.

On the first night of his wake a local  priest,an old family friend arrived in  our house.He called back to mind that the gospel of the previous Sunday was about preparing our house and our selves for the coming of our holy visitor,The Lord Jesus Christ,for he will  come to ask his child to join him in hi eternal kingdom,and that child he was talking about was my father.

The good priest added that he knew  well and commiserated With our family 's state of surprise and sadness over my father's sudden passing.He noted how my loving father died exactly as he had lived.

He was always gentle, quiet and caring,And that was exactly the way he left this world-quietly,gently and without any trace of violence.

Growing up as his child,he made sure he did not mold our world out of shape with seizing violent hands.

His dominating characters were his gentleness,generosity,God-fearing and loving care ness.A perfect traits of a father that makes my other class mates and even my cousins to wish him to be their father. He extended his helping hand to those who needed it without expecting anything in return. His refined kindness which he gave to everyone specially to us,his family makes him alot loveble.

  This attribute gentleness extended to his passing, so quick and painless.So fast that everyone still have a hard time believing it.

During his entire wake, we verbalize our feelings for him,there is no dark curtains of gloom nor Shade of remorse dolor or regret to weigh down his unrestrained soul except for a natural sorrow, a sense of a void created because he has finished the journey through earth with us.

As I scannedat my father's face through the glass of his coffin.I felt a little relax to see his face in a peaceful aura,As if he was only asleep and dreaming,his lips concealed a tiny hint of smile,as if cheering me to stop worrying.Worrying for the coming days that I will not be able to be with him.Being his only daughter, I grow up  to his love and care. I feared  time lose him.but who am I to complain if God decided to redeem my father back to his arms?

  From that moment I happen to ask myself. In what form does a person can live forever?How does his life can be immortalized?

But staring at my father's  loving face the answer arrived  immediately as if he whispered it into my ears. LOVE.

Anything and everything has to do with love. My father love  us so much and all the people around him.He sees nothing but goodness(the kind of trait I wish to have)and tried to overcome the badness by using his gentle characters.He willingly gave his all-material things, resources, his  time,energy,talent and love to everyone.He don't care if nothing is left as long as he gave. He showed and spread his goodwill unfailingly.

  My father is a simple person who promotes goodness althrough out his life.For me his legacies are  worth to build not just a tombstone with a loving memorial words but if possible a monument  to symbolize his undying  goodness.But in reality,a simple  stone block boring  his name is the only thing we can offer in his grave.

But on the brighter side, Asy big brother once  said."A person will only die,once when you take him away in your heart. "

A paradox which will  forever linger in my mind.
My father's  physical body might die,but his love and  memories will forever immortalized deep inside our hearts..♥: )♥