It is with heavy heart and hands that I write this blog post, of the death of a close relative, ate Agnes.
She is my cousin, the eldest on my father’s side. But we weren’t really close. When I was still a child, I didn’t get to play much with her because she was a lot older. She is an ate figure to me, someone I respect very much. And I don’t have any bad memories of her. All I can remember is that she is charming, beautiful, very kind and intelligent. She is a responsible daughter and a caring sister to her five siblings.
She died of rectal cancer at around 8 am this morning, Dec 17, 2010. She was young, just 34. She had 2 children, 2 and 5 years old I think 3 and 8 years old. When I heard the news, I felt my heart weigh down in shock and disbelief . I didn’t even know she had had cancer for several years already. I guess I am too absorbed in my own world, and I feel bad for myself. The last time I met her was in her wedding, and that was many, many years ago. She went to the US to work. She is a Tourism graduate and she was sent there to work in the Philippine embassy.
I don’t know why I am so affected. Every time I think about it, I feel sad and my eyes become somewhat teary. Maybe she reminds me of what is to come, an impending end, the inevitable truth. And I am afraid of it — afraid not for myself but for others dear to me… my… mom… And maybe because she is an ate figure to me — a perfect one that is. I don’t have a real ate (older sister) or a real sister. She is someone I look up to.
Goodbye ate Agnes… I hope you’re happy wherever you are, watching over your 2 children and your family here in the Philippines.
Obituary
