Holding My Breath

TMC Lobby, May 9The morning after. Writing. Hoping. Thinking. Regretting. Coping. Reminiscing. Wishing. Screaming. Praying. Smiling. Laughing. Planning. Fears. Promises. Heaven. Peace. Confused. Tired. Remembering. Apology. Angry. Lost. Stressed. Memories. Love.

Last time I saw him was on his birthday. I didn’t even greet him. He had asked me a question but I didn’t answer. I didn’t want to see him that day. Little did I know that it would be the last time I’d see him. The last time I’d hear his voice. The last time I’d stand in his presence.

Last time.

It felt like walking through a dream sequence. A very, very bad dream.

Now, all I want to happen is to wake up. So I can say I’m sorry. To say that I missed him. That I remember him. So I can say I love him. So he’ll still be here.

There are days wherein I find myself holding my breath. Hoping that it’s not real. I do my best to shake it off. But, sometimes, I do get this strong urge to just hold it in somewhat like willing myself to go through life in reverse. Anything to fill the hollowness. Quite foolish, I know.

Each day is still hard. I reckon a change as huge as this one will require all your might. Key is to just keep breathing.

I guess he leaves this world teaching me one final lesson — one that everyone will learn eventually — death.

However late this greeting may be — Happy birthday, Daddy. I’ll see and be with you later.

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15 Responses to Holding My Breath

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  2. noemi says:

    Am sorry for your loss. I am “orphaned” now. I do miss my dad and mom. The thing is even if I knew my dad was dying for 4 years I still feel regrets. So many things left unsaid. What you feel is part of the grieving process. Though our loved one is not here physically, we can establish a spiritual connection. Death did not take away our love. Grieve well.

  3. Rico says:

    Death may be inevitable, but good memories last forever. They shine like that small candle that brightens up the entire room.

  4. Em Dy says:

    Hang in there Sasha. The grieving process is difficult but it too will pass.

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  6. The Parodist says:

    Thanks for taking the time to leave your thoughts and sharing them with me. I appreciate the support and concern. I wish y’all health and happiness.

  7. Lia says:

    Hi Sasha. I’m so sorry to hear about this. I hope you’re doing better :)

  8. Jessica Lapena says:

    Hi. :) I’ve been subscribed to Style Manila for quite some time now (I actually can’t remember.) and I must say that all the effort you put into posting (as regularly as you can manage) is very much appreciated. We all have our distractions, fallbacks, or misfortunes. I hope you’re doing well, and that you’ve been able to recuperate, or that you will be able to. I’ll be praying for your dad. :)

  9. kristine says:

    Sha!

    I’m sorry. For your loss. =(
    ONE BIG HUG from CEBU.

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  11. Ely says:

    Sasha. *hugz.

  12. Jed Quiambao says:

    i’m sorry for your loss, sasha. will pray for your family.

  13. teeyah says:

    I have lost my dad, too, albeit about 6 years ago already but the feeling of loss has never gone. I’m sure you’ll be able to recover. Will pray for your loss, Sasha.

  14. The Parodist says:

    Thank you all for your kind words and prayers. Much appreciated. :)

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