A Visit to Daddy's Grave

I silently prayed for Daddy's soul today. I also asked God to take care of the family. Mom's going with Kuya and family to Boracay on Tuesday. I'll be all alone in Bulacan. Hopefully, I get to be sent back to America for more work.

We visited Dad's grave today to offer some prayers and give him flowers. Mom cried again.

I used to be excited going home after a Sunday mass because I know good food is waiting for me at the table. Dad's an excellent cook. Sadly, I will never taste the most delish adobo in the world.